Like animals hearing the howl of a wolf, almost simultaneously, every enemy demon on the plane seems to heed the call, abandoning their current battle, and teleporting to the outer limit of the ward around his central fortress, coming in droves, as their teleports shunt them to the nearest unoccupied location, a couple plummeting to their deaths from being shunted too high into the air. Like a zombie horde, they charge on the adamantine fortress, cut down in droves by his constructs, but advancing unhindered.<br/><br/>The new mariliths and balors, along with their chief commanders, Ash and Kammy, immediately lead the counterattack, cutting massive swathes through the enemy forces, but, since the rest of their reinforcements are under the same teleport restriction, they're fighting a losing battle, against a nearly immeasurable horde, though Draiss will notice the surge is starting to wear down; fewer demons are spawning, with each passing second. Nevertheless, hundreds make it past the lines holding against them, and into the fortress proper, seeking the demon lord of this layer.