Hila chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that echoed through the chamber. "Dante is a unique demon, indeed..."
"Yaaaaaa! Haaaa!" A deafening roar erupted from the back of the room, causing everyone to cover their ears.
"Demon King, let's slaughter those humans! HAAAA!!" the source of the outburst, a hulking demon named Galmas, bellowed.
Hila shook his head, his expression stern. "Be patient, Galmas. We don't attack without a clear objective or gain."
"This upcoming war is not a mere skirmish," Hila declared, his voice grave. "It is a conflict that will determine the fate of our world. We cannot afford to act recklessly."
Dante scoffed. "Fear not, Your Majesty. I'll dispose of their precious Hero Leader with ease." He tapped his glasses, a sinister glint in his eyes. "One swift strike, and the humans will be leaderless, their morale shattered."