I grant my soldiers a great number of benefits. They get to enjoy the spoils of our conquests, feast upon the mortals we conquer. They can torment the slaves for amusement. We burn and pillage and take what we wish. It's good for troop moral.

My most loyal soldiers enjoy even more. More of everything. More spoils, more feasts. They get to order around the lesser demons. But most importantly, they get to enjoy a fraction of my power. Vice has been repeatedly rewarded with small slivers of my essence infused into his own, granting him great powers. My signature attacks, Dark Spikes and Hell Chains. My ability to gain strength and recover by devouring souls. Even my ability to use, and my resistance to, Hellfire.

Vice has partaken in the souls from my healing fountain. He has enjoyed the greatest of spoils, amassed a king's bounty in Sins and weapons and treasures, all through the share of spoils I have granted him, and through the guidance I have given him on his own conquests.

True loyalty is not gained through fear alone. Vice is loyal because he has seen the great successes we've had under my authority, and he has gained a great deal of material wealth under my leadership.