As Ba'al moved away towards the cluster of buildings and the structure he had indicated, he found himself gathering something of a group, a following. First and foremost was the skeletal man, Asphyxious, the lich, as he described himself. He certainly looked foreboding and powerful, though Ba'al had yet to get a solid impression of the man...thing. Then there was Nobuo, the amusing fellow who had face planted earlier and seemed to have some knowledge of their fellows here. Then Vash the stampede, the man in red who seemed to be from the future, or some variation thereof in an alternate reality. He would be one to watch. And lastly, the most mysterious of the bunch, a blond man with glowing eyes, silent and taciturn, yet with a presence that drew attention as well. If anyone, of all of them, Ba'al was curious about, it was him.

Ba'al looked back at Vash's comment, subtle amusement in his expression. "Very well, though I expect the skyscraper may have a generator with it, if we are lucky." Having power was always a nice thing, and he doubted that they would find an actual power plant here so easily. Though the man might have a different concept of 'power plant' than he did. After all, he knew both human and Goa'uld versions.

Too rapidly, he was joined by the mysterious fellow, the man able to effortlessly keep stride with him, a she spoke now. He smirked at the query. "It is no simple fallacy of ego. As a System Lord I rule over many worlds, alongside others like me. And as Supreme Commander of the Goa'uld Empire, I preside as ruler over all the other System Lords, and command an Empire that stretches the length of the galaxy, encompassing thousands of planets, from primitive agricultural worlds to sprawling forge worlds that create fleets of interstellar vessels, an empire that has endured for tens of thousands of years. That is what I mean by the term 'System Lord'."