I'd follow up with:
"I sensed a grandiose sense of distortion that physically I couldn't enter... So I used my metanav to get into it." *I show him a smartphone that has an ominous eye on it and it also says: * "Tirsiak Lv. 9999" on it, along with button widgets saying "Gear" "Inventory" "Items" "Persona" "Metanav Interface" "Equipment" "Party Leader: Tirsiak" "System settings" "Velvet room" "Leave Distortion (Warning: Ends day)" . "I came to investigate and it seems like an foggy set of plains and next I see a giant airship??? How are you going to get up to the distortion? I can float up there but I can't really carry someone in heavy armor over.... So.... what happened... exactly?"

Me: level 100+? Usually, only deities has such a high power. Anyway... first, those „planes” are actually just a clouds, but distorted just as bad as the entire zone itself. And that airship... my visor scanned it like a binoculars and this is Chaos Flagship, which means demonic forces coming to harvest from that place, kill countless people in process... *then we can see the Chaos Flagship indeed shooting something or someone down there in the far, in manner of bombardment with use of a cannon* and second, there’s already a bloody war between humans and nuclear mutants such as those in Chernobyl. You might wonder what am I doing here... well, I came there as a bounty hunter partly hired to go to a humans stronghold and protect it. Eventually, I’d end up changing some fates one way or another both at my own choice and in sake for some others including you yourself just now just as likely. Besides, my NecroTech Combat Jumpsuit I wear is actually much lighter than you might thing. I’ll show you soon enough.

"I'm sorry did you say demons? ... Uh, I've got friends who are demons... So these guys must be going rogue... But what's more... this distortion... it's someones brain... and at the same time their heart.... It's someone's dark fantasy basically and that's how I entered via the metanav. We have to make the big cheese of it regret his actions and this distortion should... how should I say, collapse, then we'll have to run to any available exit... I'm guessing the delusion is that of some demonic sky pirate... That's why I got this"
*I pull out an quite large, 13mm handgun completely black, an holy inscription in gold on the side of it saying "Jesus Chris+ Is In Heaven Now - Que Sera Sera Helsing Arms 13mm MAGNUM AUTO"*
Outside the delusion it's just a replica with fake bullets and and a fake magazine that has 4 LEDs in a crosslike fashion and an fake eject port for the mag, and speaker to make a firing sound but in here? In this distortion?
* I raise it to the sky and a powerful BANG sounds off as you see the 13mm bullet leave the muzzle and immediately create a CIRCLE of it breaking the sound barrier pierce the sky and into the clouds, as an real 13MM Bullet Casing of pure weighted gold slides out of the ejection port, I then look at you with a crazed smile*

"The bullets fly up, and they stay up... It could make a hole in that ship right from where I'm standing... Problema, leaders up there and we have basically a no kill order if we want his delusions to disband, crashing the ship could be catastrophic... Well, I'll see you on it's deck... And.... don't worry... I took flying lessons from the Devil of The Rine..."

*With that I skillfully and gracefully go up into the sky, and start approaching the ship at 500 KM/S... closing in... 5000 meters, 10 seconds later 2500 meters... closing into effective range after just 10 seconds... 1000 meters*

Me: Actually, as I was dealing with demons several times, my personal experience would say it is actually your friends going a rogue among demons. How? Majority of those actually are ruled just like Nazi Germany but its an ancient demon who as exiled from one ancient pantheon, formerly being a deity. There are also four other demonic deities that rules over lesser demonic kingdoms, using chaos instead of pure demonic energy. Those four depending on which one from the four are like Stalin, Escobar, Caligula, Mengele, you name each one of these four bastards. And this ship is neither delusion or pirate. Its a giant warship. Demonic counterpart for battlecruisers and carriers. One of demon lords sent that ship to wreck an additional destruction through portal.

*as the first ship got struck, its backside exploded and it almost instantly retreated through portal. For now...*

Me: nice shot. However, all we can do is anything on the land, including my first task. To go to the human fortress. Who knows how much that Chaos Warship destroyed. Lets go. *proceeds to march, walking down from stairs-like hill we’re just about to enter*

"Well... demons have to follow rules... Don't go to the overworld without disguises, don't kill indiscriminately, don't kill unless you are given authority to do so and ONLY you're target, if you go to the overworld and are captured by humans you have put the overlords in DEEP trouble meaning you are also in DEEP trouble. Going to the overworld without express permission of an overlord is grounds for punishment, with punishment intensifying for ungoverned overworld transition. Overlords are there to keep the peace between hell, heaven and earth, do not tread lightly on this rule. Indiscriminite killings will have your posse and friends marked as terrorists, and thus anywhere in the netherworld every single denizen will have grounds to shoot on sight. The only ones immune to these rules are the mafia of Hell, and must be done on their grounds and their circle of hell, never the surface."

Me: yet those five demon overlords decided to use their leaderships for conquests, no matter the ways.

*minutes later we are on half of way down through the cliff*

Me: ... *looks and as we see, the humans fortress is surrounded by tents with various armed nuclear mutants and by situation it seems that despite of numbers the mutants somehow cannot get into the fortress* the jerks sure are on a fever. There’s tens of them at least. And forget about the main gates.

*I look at their eyes* Uh... they looked hyped up on a drug... And I see some kind of factory in the middle bellowing out a purple smoke called "Silvia Incorporated" in neon... You sure you want into that fortress??? Looks more like a drug operation, with the guards getting jacked on the stuff...

Me: the reason the eyes of those mutants glow is that the radioactivity in their bodies twisted their minds forever, hence such an aggression. And it seems the people in that fortress try fighting fire with fire or something. One military scout explained that we can get into that building through a side. How? According to intel some of those mutants tried using battering ram and in result instead of destroying the wall it got stuck, serving as a way for almost all except for those mutants.

*minutes later as we manage to sneak around, we find the ram which of course is stuck the way it can serve for as a stairs and on other end we see a military who instead of targeting at us scratches his own head, confused because of looking at us*

Me: ok. This is it. Lets climb up with no hostility. Let them know we’re not with the attackers.

*I simply slowly float down and float a few inches in the air* Know that if you kill any wolves, we will no longer be allies with the soldier that has killed one. Got it? *I say with a very stern look to you*

*seconds later*

Military Man on wall: damn! I almost started shooting, thinking you were new units of those monsters. I wouldn’t be surprised if you were though. If they brought their own... dogs, then who knows what else they keep in their home. Afterwards, you two look quite strange, especially this woman. However, as I see you’re not one of those, you may enter. Just remember to behave. You know the law. No stealing, no murder or we will at least arrest you for the particular crime.

Me: understood. I was sent to help your squad.

Soldier on wall: you two alone? Sounds unbelievable and ridiculous but alright. Talk with our commander. He’s in guards quarters.

Me: thanks.

*the we begin to enter, seeing several soldiers doing random free time stuff*

"Hold on a moment... You guys don't know who I am? Maybe I should show you who's diligently taking care of my father with the Plains Of Elysium Treatment. Maybe this guy has to follow your rules, but I have a buddy should you try to arrest me..." I close my eyes and pray for a bit "In the name of Hades... I summon the operator of the house of the dead"
*Immediately the patron god of the house of the dead Hades comes up, cape flowing against the wind, an helm of invisibility dawning his head that doesn't look like it can come off except for the wearer, a robe adorns him attached to the cape, and a fine set of animal leathers treated black make up his clothing and armor, which are adorned with multiple and beautiful gemstones, even his toned fists have each finger decorated with a ring with a different gem or even diamond in it and if he were to ball the fist up would essentially create knuckle dusters, he stands around 30 ft. tall and that's nothing to scoff at, he eyes the entire surroundings of his, and though his stoic frown of an expression never changes it's clear he has reserved judgement for all of them.
"Hades, meet military scrubs and military commander. Military scrubs and military commander, meet Hades. I expect full immunity within the walls, or we're going to, how should I say this... serve the ham..." (What I meant to say was ham it up, but being foreign and Norse I botched it) Hades chuckles to himself a bit "Wait... What did I say that was funny for even you to elicit a chuckle?" Hades quickly corrects his attitude and coughs 2 times into his fist before going back to surveying the guards.

Soldier on wall: woah! So you’re a high priestess of powerful ancient deity, I see. Well, that’s good. You see, these are desperate times and we only try to survive. The commander will explain more about our mission. I am just a guard here.

"I would like to investigate your factory with the jacked guards." I then float a industrial barrel towards me and lift the lid, a glowing pinkish neon purple liquid substance is inside. I kick it over. "This shit is shimmer... Refined and stabilized to act as an enraging steroid that boosts ones strength, agility, and perception, and works double time on activating their fight responses and pumping artificial adrenaline through all of their blood vessels and veins till every red blood cell is an adrenaline-fueled shimmer blood cell. Weird how your lizard guards who I can see the budges in their pants of: just so happen to have GLOWING. PURPLE. VEINS. And their muscles appear more jacked than any form of intense exercise could of entailed. They also look angry and on high alert all the time, it isn't natural... Have you been giving your guards shimmer from the very own factory as a bribe for them to guard the factory?" I look at him with stern eyes. "This variant is called rager shimmer. That variant is illegal. You and I both know this. There are legal variants that a purely recreational and legal, but the look of the lizardlike guards is... just a dead giveaway..."

Soldier before the supply depot: be careful with that! Once that battle is finished we are to confiscate this and report this crap to authorities in capital with or without your help, travellers.

Soldier on wall: that’s right. It already was there when we arrived. Convicts who were there must had been doing illegal activities when energy barrier was above this entire penalty region. We even managed to catch and return some of the jerks here to force them back to the real work. In minings. That was of course till those mutants surrounded this jail fortress.

Me: Tirsiak. We should focus on going to commander of these people here. You’ll find find enough of nature’s enemies on the outside of this fortress.

*we can on our right see that „factory” was just a forge, armory and supply depot weirdly stuck together all along. On left we can see psionic labs and guards HQ and far in front of us are barracks, interrogation room and prison cell halls*

(And this military squad contains only humans by the way. Which should only explain for example why the soldier on wall was especially surprised by you. Different characters = different campaigns. And Hades is from Greek Pantheon.)

*I open up the factory doors and stare out from the indoor balcony to see barrels upon barrels of shimmer being produced, purple glowing pink vats, and all different illegal brands: "Roid rage", "Adrenaline Smasher", "Silco Super Soldier Suit", "Enforcer / Police Murderer Unit", "Extreme sedative" all being produced from automatic vats covered in grafiti onto conveyor belts, and see some of the guards being offered the "Roid Rage" barrels by the factory workers as they carry them off to get drugged on guarding the back entrance* I yell out "WHAT THE HELL? I KNEW I WAS RIGHT!"

(There was no factory.)

*I look around and go to the commander* "So... what's up with the ship? Demons gone rogue against the book, eh?"

Commander: young lady. Forces of Chaos is not our only trouble. Illegal stuff we found there and mutants you could see all surrounding the fortress... this is how much troubled we are. Also food crisis and for week we await a reinforcements. *sigh* it was supposed to be just an expedition meant to continues with ores minings. Of course our power armors does help us survive, but there are so few of us in this entire sector.

I think I know who's supplyin' the mutants their drugs... Silco of Silvia Incorporated... Many logs will say his shipments are airtight, but no one checks if these logs are legit or forged...

Commander: actually they have own stuff, according to all our scouts could report. These mutants often plunder everything they conquer, damaging everything with their radioactive equipments.

Could it be they're accidentally getting traces of what I mentioned in their system from banditry runoffs? You did say they plunder everything...

Commander: now that you mention something like this, it wouldn’t be too strange if some criminal groups could hide in some spots of this sector. Afterwards, it used to be a penalty colony. However, our scouts reported something even worse among bandits, mutants and demonic Chaos Forces. A sightings of few strange alien creatures have been noted as even stranger deformations of environments than what you could see around our fortress. One of them even destroyed the outer square while leading the mutants here.

Me: Beasts Of Spacetime.

Commander: that’s right. This... mercenary who came with you, young lady, guessed right. I’m surprised that’s only you two. I recall that I sent you, mercenary, to inform the commander in the capital that we need reinforcement.

Me: I did sir, but they’re as troubled in the capital already without those mutants here.

Commander: what!? Damn! Looks like we’re as good as dead now.

Me: not exactly. While entering, I activated and planted a NecroTech Beacon to send some proper support.

Commander: skeleborgs? Oh well... my platoon will not like this either. Neither do I... how do I know that we won’t be next targets of those unnatural freaks, since my guts tell me this young lady’s not going to save us either.

Me: I’m responsible for these particular units I’ll lead to you. Any sudden trouble, you inform me.

Commander: understood. Hope your primary plan works. Here’s your payment anyway. *gives a bag of thousand dollars*

Me: *takes the bag after seeing that this is the money there* very well.