As the conquering goes on, Zephyr looks up, frowning. "That felt like chaos... but not the kind I like."
He makes a mental note of it for later. "Okay, stay out of that landmass."
As he wanders, allowing his army to do the dirty work, he finds that, of all things, a cruise ship is docked at the coast. Well, a luxury ride like that... How could he possibly say no to something so wonderful? He flies right onto the ship, much to the shock and fear of the passengers on board. It certainly seems as though they've seen better days...
"Don't worry, everybody. I'm not here to take blood today." Zephyr holds his hands up, giving them an easy smile with his eyes closed... but when they open once more, a brilliant mystic flash puts all that can see them under a deep trance. "But your souls... those might be a bit more useful to me." One by one, he touches each passenger, corrupting them down to their very mind and soul, reshaping them from weak humans into powerful creatures of the night: Demons. And bit by bit, he moves through the ship. Not everyone is entranced, however; Just for the fun of it, Zephyr decided he would leave some alive to listen to the screams as they turn instead into demonic snarls.
It takes all of five minutes before everyone on board is a loyal servant at Zephyr's beck and call.
"Well then, Captain. I feel like traveling, don't you? Let's go to Japan, shall we?"
"Of course, Master," The former captain turned succubus speaks with a tone implying nothing but complete loyalty to the one who turned her. And with that, she backs the ship out of the harbor, maneuvering it into the open sea. Zephyr puts on a pair of sunglasses and reclines outside on a chair, enjoying the icy cold air.
"Ahh... what a good day to be alive."