If shit goes down, where am I going to hide? A thin clerk thought.

  “Everything,” Volcanium said adamantly, “everything. Agelas was a mad power hungry despot who didn’t even know the misery he caused,” Volcanium’s voice echoed, booming across the corridors outside.

  “Enough!” Uther shouted.

  He clasped his hand and men came rushing through the doorways, spears pointed, at least three Devils came to point their blades at Volcanium. Every entrance and exit was blocked, and anyone who was normal they would be in a panic trying to get out.

  “We will find a monarch to rule this land!” Uther said adamantly.

  “Are you sure you wish to do this?” Volcanium rumbled.

  “You are not one to make threats. Your bluffs are nothing. We will find a true Demon to rule your land.”

  “Are you sure?” Volcanium repeated ominously.

  A soldier attempted to spear him, but Volcanium not only breathed fire but outright threw one Demon into another, when the Devil’s attempted to teleport he shot them with fire through the stomach, clawed the other two and batted one with his tail before he caught another soldier and gutted him as well. The other soldiers, neutral soldiers stared in awe at the martial prowess of the Drake. The soldiers stared at Volcanium, and he stared back growling at them.

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  “The royalist attempt at a coup has failed, Cahov will become a Republic, we will consult Demon kind!” Volcanium proclaimed.

  Uther was fleeing in the madness, bumping into a Drake’s stomach and falling over.

  “What the…”

  “Who is he?” The Drake asked.

  The neutral soldiers saw which way the wind was blowing and crowded around, bringing Uther back to the table.

  “Volcanium?” One soldier said, “What about you?”

  “What about me?” Volcanium barked back.

  The soldier shuddered in response, his red eyes stared at the draconic black eyes in front of him.

  “Don’t you want to become king, the new supreme Lord of all Demons?”

  Volcanium laughed, then sat down, his breath smelled of cinders, his draconic hands extending claws as he merely scratched the table before him.

  “I am not a man who wishes for power,” Volcanium said, “dictators, kings, emperors they are a curse upon us. Let it be known that I stand for a Republic.” For now. The time is not right.

  “You pretending to be oh so noble and holier than thou is sickening,” Uther said.

  Volcanium stabbed Uther through the chest. The stab audible, the slop of blood that splattered on the floor, both audible and smellable.

  “I’m not holier than thou, I rid of you now, to prevent coups later.”

  “Fuck… you.” Uther said in his last breath.

  “No one can lambast me for this, he would kill more if I spared him,” Volcanium said, to little lament.

  The other Demon Lords merely nodded, there was not much more to them than vassals of the Demon Lord, yet now each Demon Lord had a semi equal say in the new order. For now. This semi Republican system had an obvious flaw, Volcanium was far too powerful. Nonetheless for now, there was a Republic. For now.

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