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Durzo closed his eyes as he chuckled at Cain's remark. He reopened them as he followed Cain's gaze that fell onto the scene below them.

"Well not all Demon's are ugly..." Durzo turned back to Cain with a smirk that hinted at sarcastic humor directed at the race of Demons that inhabited the underworld.

He let out a sigh as he turned his attention back toward the direction that the High Priest would soon be leading the army from, asking himself the same question that came out of Cain's scarred up mouth. Then he noticed movement in multiple positions below them throughout the city. The multiple piles of bones that Durzo had noticed but paid no attention to when he firt entered the city, were now moving and building themselves into shambling creatures. It was happening all over the city.

With a raised, platinum eyebrow, he turned back around towards Cain.
"A force? Yes. But not ours..." he trailed off as he motioned with his thumb down to the street levels, where patrols of shambling horrors now filled the streets, obviously searching for something. Had they been found out? Durzo wouldn't be around much longer to figure out the answer to that question.
He looked at Cain, his sarcastic raised eyebrow now gone, replaced by lowered thin platinum eyebrows that betrayed a hint of concern over their newly changed situation.

"Looks like our break is over..." he muttered glancing back down towards the scene below them.