With the City Of The Steel Lotus in chaos, following the overthrow of its ruling family, the majority of the infernals stepped back from the politics and battle. Taking this chance and reveling in the anguish all around, they stepped back to meditate and reflect, building up their essence. Political maneuvering was left to Pristine Child and The Glory In Ruin, who took it upon themselves to reinstate the exiled yozi-worshipping family to power.
A meeting was called by the Satrap of the city for the few remaining nobility, and the military leaders of An-Teng. Sensing their chance, The Glory In Ruin and Pristine Child made their move. As the meeting began, Pristine Child raised a riot in the city, with the populace demanding the return of the exiled ruling family. The Glory In Ruin moved to quell the uprising and brought Pristine Child to the negotiating table as the “representative of the people”. Initially the assorted leaders of the city were skeptical, though Pristine Child began to convince them using her supernatural powers of influence. The Glory In Ruin watched the debate from the sidelines, planning his argument, and eventually interjected with a thinly veiled threat to The Realm. The Satrap, a proud Exalt, foolishly challenged him to a duel, unaware of the inhuman power of his opponent.
The two exalts stepped out into the courtyard, watched from above by the leaders of the city and cheered on by the baying crowd at the gate. Standing behind the infernal exalt stood Pristine Child, growing increasingly concerned at the situation. One false move from The Glory In Ruin could blow the cover of the whole Infernal coven.
Standing on the other side of the courtyard, the Satrap eyed his opponent and mouthed a cocky insult at him. His pride was struck hard as the Slayer Exalt strode forward, his sword carving an intricate web of death which culminated in a brutal slice at his neck. Staggering aside, the Terrestrial Exalt swung his sword at the Infernal’s knees, hobbling him. Attempting a feint, The Glory In Ruin struck back, but the bloodied Satrap deftly dodged, and forced his opponent back against the wall. Stabbing wildly, the Satrap’s sword grew red with blood, eventually pinning his enemy’s arm against a wooden doorframe. He stepped back, ready to administer the coup de grace to his impetuous opponent.
This the last thing that The Glory In Ruin could remember from the fight. Looking on, Pristine Child watched as a change came over him and blind rage burned in his eyes. Suddenly The Glory In Ruin had freed his arm, and then in an instant, his opponent, the Imperial Satrap Of The City Of The Steel Lotus, was stabbed in the heart. The Infernal flung his opponent’s lifeless body to the ground, still impaled on his sword, then swung his gaze around to another Terrestrial Exalt standing nearby, the Admiral of the Imperial Navy of An-Teng. As he reached for his hellwand, Pristine Child leapt forward, striking him in the back of the head just as he was depressing the trigger. The ball of green flame arced toward the admiral, missing his head by inches and exploding on the castle wall behind. Knocked cold, the Infernal Exalt fell to the ground.
With the watching crowd in joyful chaos, the generals moved to clear the scene. Before leaving with the unconscious Infernal, Pristine Child made it clear that it was she who protected the onlooking military personnel from The Glory In Ruin, something that they should ruminate upon.
The Glory In Ruin recovered, aided by Pristine Child, and a new meeting was called. At this meeting, the Infernals were successful in arguing for the reinstitution of the old monarchy, and so, under the guise of the self-determination of the people of the City Of The Steel Lotus, worshippers of the Yozis reigned once more.
Awaiting the arrival of a grand army of the Realm, The Glory In Ruin lead his army to the remains of the citadel of the God Of Justice, emptying it of the remaining monks. Discussions between him and Pristine Child began the process of a mutually beneficial alliance between the mercenary army and The Cult Of The True Heir.