Hopeless
Knowing that he would die if he tried to fight it Lucas took a step backwards, to run away from here.
"What the hell! What type of monsters are these?"
Just as he took a step back he heard a voice.
And he knows who's voice that.
Lucas slowly turned his head back to the field where he was fighting against the Humanoid Monster a few moments ago.
There he found that two people clad in batter-armed that would torn into a piece if hit with a powerful punch.
Red blood was leaking from their shoulders, they looked like waking corpses, their helmet still held on as Lucas spotted the Stark family crest on the chest armour.
They were one of three teams that lured away Humanoid Monster and from the looks of it they did win against that monster...somehow.
But they should not have come here!
The demon, who first walked out of the gate, looked toward these two and soon there was a grin on his hideous face.
"Ah, Humans."