"Well..." the demon began, "I'm part of an Anti-Satan group, ran by a few ex-elite demons," Fac explained.
"That makes sense," admitted Brom, "That's why you tried to sneak into the armory? To get weapons to use against Satan?"
"Sort of," Fac said, "I was trying to sneak in there and rig them to explode, or malfunction, but then, you were there."
"Watch it, buddy," said Steelfist, turning his fist into steel, "Or you'll be leaving here minus a consciouness and a few teeth."
"Yeah, watch yourself," said Brom, drawing a sword he got at the armory.
"Let's cool down here," said Rainen, "We both share a common goal: defeating Satan."
"But I thought it was escaping hell," said Mad, now confused.
"That's our primary objective, but to achieve that, we must kill Satan," Rainen explained.
"I just can't stand your language!" interrupted Fac, "How can you speak it with such comfort?"
"'Cause we can," said Dusk, watching Fac closely, and keeping his guantlet ready.
"Well," said Fac, "There'll be time for specifics later, right now, we have to get the hell out of here."
"Fine, let's move," said Rainen, while Mad was trying to get Dusk to calm down.
"Come on," said Dusk, looking at Fac still, "There are demons to kill."
So, they were off.