Raven's Soul. Volume 1 - стр. 7

– I see you already know that the new king of humans makes friends in such a strange way. – The demon king rose from his throne and picked up the servant's head and began to twirl it in his hands, as if it were not disgusting and creepy, but an ordinary cannonball.

– Strange? He's out of his mind! – Varma exclaimed: her husband seemed to have just added more wood to the fire raging within her, and the demoness could barely restrain herself from wanting to kill one of the servants.

– It's ironic: I was sent the news of my brother's murder, and you – the head of a diplomat. – It was as if Lamar hadn't heard his wife's words. – This Derek Merkswerd is not a cowardly man. – Shrugging his shoulders, the supreme demon deliberately released the head from his hands, kicked it with the toe of his tall red boot, and laughed loudly.

The head bounced into the wall and fell deafeningly onto the soft red carpet.

– I don't see what's so funny! – Varma growled, but her face immediately contorted: "Daryal is dead? But how? – She frowned, but then said confidently: – It can't be. He's a supreme demon, and these people couldn't, wouldn't dare…

– They could and they did. – The grin fell from the king's face, and he collapsed on his throne like a sack full of bones. That was exactly how Lamar felt.

– But that's impossible… – Varma was still unable, unwilling to accept this terrible news.

– Perhaps," the king interrupted her in a grim tone.

– But what about magic? – The queen asked quietly.

– There was no magic. He did not use it – Lamar's voice was dark and cold.

– No… No! – Only now did the queen realize the meaning of her husband's words.

– Yes!" came the queen's harsh reply.

– We must…" the queen began, but her husband immediately stopped her attempt to interfere.

– The war will begin soon. Go back to your chambers and don't you dare disturb me," the supreme demon ordered in a grim tone.

With a huff of anger, the offended Varma picked up the hem of her bright red dress and left.

An hour later, the demon king convened a council and issued an order declaring war. He was firmly convinced that humans, a weak race, would not be able to withstand the might of the Dusk Army, but he had no idea what trump cards humans were hiding and how it would turn out for Flammehav. And most importantly, what the Rossi dynasty would have to sacrifice to preserve the lands, and how in an instant the greatest race of all-powerful demons would turn to dust under the feet of the human king Derek Merkswerd.

The war between Flammehav and Kaldwind broke out three days after Varma, the demon queen, received the bloody severed head of the ambassador. This war was merciless, brutal: blood poured down in rivers, cities were wiped to dust, the bodies of the slain covered more and more devastated lands. But all this horror did not touch the kingdom of men – it was burning and turning into ruins proud and powerful Flammehav. Demons, who started this war and previously had no doubt in their success, suffered defeat after defeat, and this led them to terror, but excessive pride and hatred of people forced the king of demons Lamar to continue the desperate war, which cost hundreds of thousands of lives of his subjects.