Belialthorn, Demon Prince.
Belialthorn rolled the words in his mouth. "Master of Twilight. What does that mean?"
The woman answered, still on her knees. "As the Eldritch leader, Twilight is yours to command. All the forces in it are yours to do as you command."
Belialthorn came down and folded his wings around himself like a cloak. "Command? To do what?"
"To....observe wars? Twilight was the center of command for the Eldritchs. It was where all administrative work was carried out and prisoners were locked away. It gave order to its armies..."
"Wait. Eldritch have armies?"
The man with the glasses answered. "You must know, My Lord. We are telling you the basic, primary protocols. Each Eldritch can muster personal armies. Raise armies from Aetheria to fight Voidrender."