>>5647955>>5647956>>5648041>>5648045>>5648255>>5648425>>5648632>Fuck it, we'll do it live! BUST 'EM ALL OUT!All three heads of the Triumvirate are caught with their pants down and in the hamper as you kick open the door full of swagger and braggart, throwing out demands and invoking <span class="mu-r">Jubilee</span>'s Name for good measure! The combined surprise with your Impish presence and the Succubuss' wave of power puts the tattooed woman and the lion pelt wearer on the backfoot. The biggest one however isn't so easily intimidated however, looking to answer surprise with violence! Thankfully you had already prepared a plan of action for this turnout, reaching into your pouch for your sweet new gun-
You don't even notice as your disguise burns away, much too focused on the holy fire that's engulfed your hand. It burns worse than anything you've felt before, like it wants to tear you straight from Hell and fling you into the depths of nothingness. The pain causes you to squeeze the trigger once before it falls out of your hand, striking the ground in front of the barbarian and flinging him back towards the others in a burst of light. Even Jubilee hisses at the impact, shielding herself with her wings. Once the glow settles, the Triumvirate slowly move to look up at the two of you, your hand still smoldering with embers of Heaven.
"Wh-What... What was that? Who the Hells are you?"
The lion pelt one says, having fallen onto his backside in the chaos. The barbarian groans behind the wreckage of meeting table, and the witch holds her head as she lays on her side.
"It seems the demons have come to us first. What power..."
"Fuck me... Fair enough, I figured the stronger ones would come around sooner or later."
>No frills, announce that these three and their band are now to serve under Lady Jubilee as her warriors. Really they should be grateful, they're useless otherwise.>Order them to get on their knees in a neat line, on the double! The Triumvirate will be judged of their worth before they'll be subjugated, so make yourselves presentable.>Demand a glove and some healing magics. Get it into their heads first that they're here to serve you and Jubilee, and if they don't like it they can perish where they lie!>Write-in 