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The figure in question, as well as the other gargants guarding it, were towering monstrosities on the scale of the smaller warstriders Jet had seen in parades back home. The difference was that these behemoths did not move with the same mechanical precision as the engines of war the Dragon-blooded employ. These had the fluidity of motion and grace of flesh, yet he struggled to call them living beings. They had the vague outline of a man but twisted and distorted, as if to mock the human form. Yet the parts that were not subjected to the same warping had a haunting, alien beauty to them.
The "thing" they called Lilun must've realized Jet was staring at it, as the giant demonic figure's head turned to face him. It spoke with a mechanical voice without having its gaping maw move.
"Be not afraid, Prince. Just smile and wave. Smile and wave to your subjects. For they love you."
He did as he was told. He couldn't even fathom the idea of going against the wishes of this beautiful monstrosity. As if it was warping its surroundings and drawing everyone near it into compliance with its wishes. Jet smiled and waved, still half-obscured by the curtains until their little parade reached a dome or tumor-like structure of verdigris covered brass, at which point everyone but the personal servants of Lillun and the demons carrying Jet were all that remained. The sole entrance of the place was a gate lined with sinewy brass and jewel-like teeth. As they entered the gate shut its "jaw" behind them and another one opened in the front, allowing them entry into the dome which was lit on the inside by exposed nerves brilliantly glowing with the green essence they carried. Only now that he was not exposed directly to the oppressive light of the tyrannical green sun of Hell did he realize just how much it pressed down on him. He started breathing with a bit more ease as Lillun spoke to the demons carrying them.
"Take us to my chamber."
"B-But my lady. The Yozi-"
"My chamber."
"Y-Yes mistress."
They are carried through what looks like a city within the tumor. Unlike what he had seen up until now this one was obviously designed for habitation and yet it felt much less lived in than the crowded streets were. They are carried past many large and frankly bizarre establishments before they are taken to a grand palace that, according to the demons, was Lilluns own estate.
"Markolab. What is this place?"
"The Conventicle Malfeasant. I can't tell you much more than that. It's one of the truly forbidden places in all of Hell. Only those Yozi who took part in the Green Sun Prince initiative are allowed entry, and those they allow. Not even the unquestionable, not even other, neutral Yozi are allowed to enter. It's a place built for you, Jet. I imagine all the facilities that we passed are here solely for your pleasure. And that of Lillun of course."
