The entire hall was something of an unholy mix of disquieting gaudiness and horror. The amount of golden treasures that the daemons had accumulated was more wealth than GV had ever seen, with the boy wondering just how much they'd stolen and pillaged... especially with the choice of decor. They deserved every bit of what was coming to them. And this time, he was prepared to deal with their resistances.

The boy flicked with a couple of small switches on his pistol, then looked to Ky.

"Infiltration over open battle's a good plan in my book. Cut the head off first and we'll send the rest of them into disarray."

It was a common tactic used in QUILL operations, based on what he had studied of them and experienced personally. And when it worked, it tended to work spectacularly. Loss of chain of command either left forces in a panic or squabbling to establish a new one.