Nix rubbed his temples as he looked out of the window from his bedroom. The humans were starting to anger him, and he hated being angry with noone to really blame. The resistance they faced appeared to grow stronger by the day, not weaker. He had intended to fully rule this world with his brother already, but now they were at a stalemate, his own troops helping the other side at times. This was not how it was meant to be. This war was supposed to be over already, the humans were not supposed to be this strong. The fact that his troops took some sick pleasure out of using weapons and not relying on their powers still worried him. There were entire arsenals of weapons reported missing after battles. His eyes focused on a set of flowers and they burst into flames, his body relaxing as he watched the flames slowly spread through the flowers. A smile creeped across his face as he heard a cacophony of noises coming from down the hall. His brother was stressed as well...and was certainly working that all out on someone. He just smiled, opening the closet with his mind and bringing his cloak to him. He jumped from the window and began to walk, intent on taking a view of the surroundings of his mansion, hoping to maybe make some improvements that would pacify his troops, or maybe even the slave population.<br/><br/>Shax groaned as he filled the human, his hand around her throat as he did so. This was his favorite part, their faces turning such a deep shade of red as he forced their blood to boil. He knew Nix disapproved of his slaughtering of the slave girls he bedded, but he far from cared. Nix had his ways of relaxing, but Shax preferred a much more physical approach to relaxation. He sighed as he tossed the body off of the bed, his mind sensing his brother had left the mansion. This always made them tense, their powers matching up perfectly to defend the other, the got jumpy when apart. Shax was normally the most worried since his powers required he be in close range to his enemy where as Nix had the benefit of having range. He tried to shake the uneasiness off, knowing they were safe this far behind their own lines. He growled in anger, mostly at himself. He turned to the door and yelled. "Yomi!! Get in here!!"<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Sigmund sighed as he walked silently through the demon section. He hated this. Everything on this side of the border was being rebuilt, the demons were taking time to beautify what they wanted. On the human side, people were fighting to find water. On the demon side, fountains were running. His hand twitched on his sword as he looked around, hoping that any demons would challenge him. He knew that very few roamed this area, this area was mainly slave housing which is why he chose to prowl here. His looked at the ground as he shook his head, his mind thinking of a thousand things he would like to do if he could get far enough into the demon territory. He had heard of a mansion where some of the leaders lived. That was his current goal, to survive long enough to make it there and kill as many of them as he could.