Summoning Devils Is Easy!
The Butcher's basement was almost a war zone.
Jack was akin to a legendary general as he barked orders at his troops:
"Get the blood ready!"
"Bring the magical catalysts over!"
"Igor and the florist stay. Everyone else goes out!"
"Secure the perimeter. I do not want anyone interrupting!
"CPR dude, you're in charge out there. I'm counting on you!"
"Whatever you see or hear in the upcoming minutes, do not come in!"
His series of shouts made them vividly feel how important this step was. Most were still completely baffled, but they complied nonetheless.
The old potion lady gave him one last meaningful glance as she brought along the ex-chief. He looked like a tied-up roast: quite silly!
A few undesirables remained in the room. For some reason, even after all this tumult, the cheerleader squad was still there.