You were an Overlord in Hell. And Carmilla asked you, and the other overlords for a meeting.

You were halfway through the meeting when the door opened and Velvette walked in, talking on the phone with probably Vox.

“Yes, I’ve got it handled, Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me?” she smirked. “That’s what i thought. Yes, I know. They’re all losers.”