After their narrow escape verses the Human Team Apocalypse, the Tiefling Warlocks returned to their Hell of choice to lick each others wounds.
Their leader: Azazel calls them together.
“We were rash last time. We gave no thought to our own safety and foolishly rushed toward our own destruction. We were fiendishly lucky to escape with a draw.”
The other three listen shame faced.
“Next time we will be more cautious. Next time we will show the enemy some respect.’
A deep red light glows from their pentagramic portal.
“Come girls and boy. Our chance of redemption has arrived!”