"Humph! A bunch of outdated, cowardly wastes. What's so great about the Human Race? Do we really need to undermine their morale through a competition and then resolve the hatred between the two races? Why not just launch a war? Can it be that our Demon Clan cannot conquer the weak-bodied Human Race?"
A burly, dark-skinned middle-aged Demon Clan strong person angrily returned to his palace, kicking the incense burner away.
"Black Flood Dragon King, rest your Thunderbolt Fury. I observe that this meeting has many who favor battle. Why not gather them together and discuss the grand plan? As for those mild ones, you don't need to concern yourself. Once the war starts, aren't they still going to join the fight?"
A fawning Fox Clan strategist approached the Black Flood Dragon King, offering a suggestion.
"Hmm... your words make some sense. Then you go inform those who favor battle to come to my palace and discuss the grand plan together."
