Enslavement was more valuable than slaughter.
Not many creatures within The Abyss knew how to create, and the Demon Goblin was considered one of the smarter kinds, which was why Soran quickly accepted these surrendered captives. However, this was The Abyss after all, and properly displaying one's brutality was a necessity. Since these people had dared to resist Soran, some among them had to pay a sufficiently painful price. Demons did not appreciate mercy; on the contrary, a cruel and ruthless ruler could gain their approval much more easily and compel them to obey orders all the better.
The fighting gradually ceased.
Soran's figure appeared upon the throne in the center of the Gurumba Arena. This was a seat prepared for a Demon Lord, and only very important Death Combats could make the original Goblin Demon Lord show himself. Now, this was Soran's throne, and his massive body sat upon it. To his left and right, two enchanting and alluring succubus handmaidens were massaging his shoulders, while between his legs was the exceptionally well-behaved and obedient succubus Lady Boss, who was carefully kneading Soran's thighs at the moment.
The demons under Soran's command were on the left side of the arena, and the mercenary forces led by the fiends were on the right side of the arena.
In the middle was a pile of surrendered captives, who were currently awaiting their fate, and all of this hung on a single thought of Soran's.
"Drive those ones in the back down. These people will serve as slaves and hard laborers."
Soran's gaze swept across the demons and goblins in the back. These were captives lacking in strength, and they could be kept without worrying about any trouble arising. However, when he shifted his line of sight to the high-tier goblins before