Hasir awoke. The Legion marched once again, it seemed. Coming into being, he possessed his body on the mortal plane, and moving his arm, looked at Kasus. In a quiet, hissing voice, the Demon Lord of Wrath spoke. "So.... Kasus.... we destroy them, this time?" The leader of the Legion nodded, a twisted smile splitting his twisted face. Standing up, getting off his throne in the Commandorium room, Hasir called out, "Albus! Siyah! Awaken!" Two banshees who were curled up on the floor, Albus, the black one, and Siyah, the white one, stood up slowly, hissing. Hasir spoke. "We march upon the Keep, my daughters." The banshees grinned manically and shrieked, and grabbing onto Hasir, disappeared. Hasir stared at Kasus for a long while, then disappeared as well. 

Reappearing at the head of the demonic Legion, Hasir, Albus, and Siyah raced towards the Gates. Leaping over his head, Albus and Siyah spun their deadly dance, fighting in unison, tearing into the mortals. Hasir, however, had no time to be distracted. Sprinting faster than ever through the mortal footmen, he turned the soldiers upon one another, making them slaughter each other, as well as the twins did to them. As he reached a gate to the city, Hasir lowered his shoulder and rammed through, knocking the metal gates off their hinges, and bending them into useless hunks of metal. Surveying the space behind the first wall, if he could smile, Hasir would've. So much hatred, coming from both sides of the battle line.... this should be fun. As the soldiers bore down upon him, he shrieked, making them clutch their ears in agony as invisible blades tore at them. Ahhh, mortals. So deliciously weak.