The Kilika Bloodtemple.
It was a series of caverns on the northern end of the small island that I had discovered.
We built a secondary home here, a place for our family to live should disaster befall our home. And a disaster did befall us.
"…" I was silent as I strode through the halls, my hands behind my back in quiet thought.
My remaining daughters had already been preparing for battle. The Demons of Desire were powerful warriors if need be, terrifying weaker soldiers with their berserker tactics. The fact that they were also capable of healing from deadly wounds by devouring human flesh was also handy on the corpse-filled battlefield.
Swords were not needed; bows and arrows were not needed; no weapons were needed.
Their sharp claws and expert-level ability at magic were more than a match, their claws easily able to slash through steel and their magic surpassing most veteran mages.
They forged light armor from leather and fur.
As berserker-type fighters, my daughters wore very light armor and wore very little of it, most of them simply wearing a loincloth.
My claws were strong enough to crumble solid rock, and could pierce steel like butter. However, in battle I preferred my greatsword Verelak.
Most humans wouldn't be able to lift it with two hands and in groups, but I could lift it with one. It was forged from black metal that even the best blacksmith in Spira could not melt, and it was long as an average-sized man.
The humans of Kilika won't stand a chance.
The command room Elesa had mentioned was at a virtual "crow's nest" in the cavern, a large room that overlooked the entire Bloodtemple with a large window-like hole in the wall.
It was outfitted heavily, with banners of our family crest and several skulls decorating the interior. My armor was on a stand in the back of the room in front of the table.
An entire map of Kilika was spread out on the stone table, and also mapped the present town (since it changes constantly thanks to Sin's constant attacks on the island, the lucky bastard).
Elesa was here, but in red-dyed fur armor wrapped around her waist and a scarf-like wrapping that showed her authority.
Two others joined her: Merci and Sapphire (one of my oldest daughters and the best tactician). Sapphire dressed herself in black-dyed fur armor that wrapped her entire body.
"We're set up adequately." I decided after a moment of silence.
"Good. We need to decide the battle plan. Obviously we can't just charge in and slaughter the lot; we've got limited numbers and we need food." Sapphire nodded, gesturing to the table.
"I've got a couple ideas you might want to hear." Merci continued.
I sat down in a stone chair at the head of the table.
"Obviously the Temple will be their last line of defense if they can escape the initial attack. Again, obviously, the good choice would be to cut them off. Guerilla attacks on caravans in the forest. We'll starve the bastards." The succubus suggested.
"We could launch the attack on the town, and then wait them out. They'll run out of food before we would, assuming we have an even stock from the dead." Elesa outlined the other idea.
We didn't have time to try Elesa's mating plan right now. That would take a few days too long and we didn't have enough supplies to last that long. The town was also their only way of escape, and leaving that intact was a poor idea. There'll be one hell of a fight trying to take the Temple.
Moments later I decided.
"We'll attack the town. Caravans only come every two weeks, and there's only about two people each time. We'd starve before making any real effect." I announced.
Sapphire nodded and left hurriedly to prepare the soldiers that were ready to fight.
Merci had elected to stay behind in order to keep the remaining demons here in order.
"…Father? You need to also prepare your personal squad. They'll be the ones wearing the heaviest armor and the first to attack." Elesa mentioned lightly.
"Hmm. You'll be part of it." I replied to her slightly surprised but amused expression.
"Okay. If you don't mind, I've got a couple others lined up that I've worked together with before." She kissed my cheek before leaving herself.
It was settled.
The island town of Kilika would fall before dawn.
It was time to prepare.