"The troops are assembled," the demon reported with a quick salute.
"Good," the Head demon murmured, more to himself that to the servant before him. He turned away from the horned being, and stared into the makeshift fireplace set into the wall of his shack. "Now it can begin."
The reporting demon, a senior officer, thought this strange. "Sir?" he replied hesitantly.
The general spun, his eyes sharp, and twinkling with malice. "Tell them I wish to speak to them. All of them! Then have other the officers do weapon checks!"
"Yes sir." He turned to leave.
"One more thing, Officer..."
"Sir?"
Their eyes met.
"Have your three sneakiest troops report to me."
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