Carmilla: Welcome, Hell's sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new Extermination schedule. This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent that we discuss-

Carmilla stops talking as Velvette waves her hand in the air.

Carmilla: Yes?

Velvette: On the subject of discussion... takes out the head of an Exorcist and throws it onto the table.

Zeezi: Holy shit!

Alastor: Ooh, tasty!

Carmilla: narrows eyes Where did you get this?

Velvette: We found it during Extermination day. If these Holy Rollers can be killed, the game has changed. We can take the fight to them. The boys and I have come up with a full assault plan--

Zestial: sipping his tea loudly and aggressively to drown out Velvette, causing everyone to look at him. If it be true thee and thy colleagues desire to war with such meagre proof, thou art far more... foolish than I be thought.

Velvette: scoffs Meagre proof? It's a dead fucking Exorcist. I'd say that's pretty fucking definitive. You going blind, old man?

Zestial: We know not how this perished. Mayhaps t'was not by a demon's hand at all. If we rush to war without knowing mightn't, they purge all of Hell for daring an uprising?

The other overlords mutter in agreement.