Mark turned and looked at the soldiers below him once more. Many of them were still glancing at the females with lustful eyes, and Mark could feel their frustration and anger at not being able to touch them. Mark knew that it was wrong. There was a part of him that morally rejected all this and told Mark that it was not right.
And another part of Mark told him that it was the only way to keep his soldiers sane and ready. It was in their nature to be savage and lustful since they were demons, and Mark couldn't change in one month what years and years of evolution had done. If Mark started to destroy the balance of the army now, then it would all fall apart soon.
'But I came here to find a way to make them sign a peace treaty with the angels. Killing each other in battle is one thing, but if things continue as they always have, then there is no way the angels would ever agree to sign a peace treaty. I can't let them do this.'