The Incubi bowed his head to his Princess, and immediately flew out of the palace, the sensation odd to him. In fact, everything was strange, a new form, a new reality, greater intelligence, being stuck in the body of an imp for so long, and being so low in stature in contrast to the other Demons in the realm, he had never had much of a chance to really learn anything about himself. Now he was one of the higher forms of life in this new reality, and suddenly found himself in a postion of some authority, and the possibilities rushed through his mind.. but first and foremost was loyalty to his Princess and sister.
The plane spread out below him as he flew, seeking out those who had been amongst the first to be changed when Astara had begun her reign of Chaos, whenever he came upon one of them, he would land, give each his Princesses Command, and take to the air again. From the air, he was granted the sight of the lands and terrain shifting, becoming something more, and less chaotic than it had been, organization added to insanity, and quickly the Incubus had comleted his task, returning to the Palace where he came upon the many demons gathered before Dana...