Emily was glad when the Demon finally died, but her Kitsune was scarily silent, obviously planning something.
"Mountians..." She muttered, thinking about that riddle she had been given. Dwarves were small, but made their homes in the largest of places. On a hunch, she started to move towards one of the forges, to see if they did what she thought they where doing. The Master arrived, and instead of mentioning the giant near-fireproof demon they had just offed, he asked how to frame the Humans. "Spraying some dead around would be stupid. If the humans won, which they obviously have, they wouldn't leave a single body. You just need to have some sort of flag, or iconography, or some other manner of human-based claiming. Leaving dead bodies around would be to suscpicious" she put in, before heading off to a forge leaning against the mountian wall.
'Honestly, what would they do without me?' Emily thought to herself. 
'Burn and die?' was offered, by the less sane spirit within her mind.