Hopelessnessessess

While the group of Draenei was trying to figure out just where to head next, they were all interrupted by a loud screech coming from the new hole in their wall. Michael and the leader of the group, a male called Irarus stick their heads out, their expressions falling as they spot the huge cloud of flying demons heading their way.

"WE NEED TO GO NOW! FORGET THE PLANS!" Irarus exclaims, grabbing his large war hammer that has a head made of some sort of gemstone as opposed to metal.

The group nod and quickly vacate the room, running into a hallway just as the flying horde reaches the building, some of the mindless beasts immediately slamming straight into the structure's wall as if they were blind starlings. Some even manage to throw themselves through the Michael-shaped hole, but end up trapped in that room as the group slams closed the door behind them while throwing as much furniture behind it... All of which were made of stone with cushions and fabrics placed atop them... For some reason.

*Crash! Crash! Crash!*

The demons slam against the door erratically, trying to reach their prey on the other side, unfortunately, their attempts were gaining in strength the more of them reached the room...

Irarus shakes his head and has the group follow him, knowing full well that they'd no be able to fight them off even in a position of strength. He and three other males were the only real fighters in the group, most of the women were gem crafters, clothiers, or simple housewives, with only one of them being an actual mage.

They make their way through the building, descending until they reach the ground floor where another barricaded door awaits them, this being the only thing that'd previously kept the demons away.

After tearing down the barricade, Irarus throws open the door and headbutts the closest demon to him, his thick, almost bone-plated forehead easily downing it as he finishes it off with his warhammer.

The two other males, Lyham and Khaam, charge forwards with their spears, quickly impaling some beastial demons while the female mage, Umnii unleashes a blast of arcane energy that all but disintegrates an imp and debilitates the enemies behind it

*CRAASH!*

The sound of the barricade on the upper floor has the group fight harder to get through the demon, otherwise they'd be caught between two groups without anywhere to flee to. Michael himself helps too, using the demon's distraction and the chaotic room to use [Cloak and Dagger] to backstab any unwary enemies.

*Coosh!*

Umnii blasts the door off of its hinges with a blast of energy after they'd finished most of the demon on the first floor, the group rushing out but pausing when the eyes of every nearby demon shoot to their position...

Clearly, Irarus hadn't really thought about what they were going to do now that they were outside... "QUICKLY! COME!" he shouts, raising his war hammer and casting a golden light that shrouds the group. Even after the light fades they were still covered in a shimmering barrier... Was this how paladins cast their abilities?

The barrier is perfectly timed as projectiles begin to crash down upon the group, some of them civilians cowering as the barrier barely protects them against the assault. Michael helps Umnii try fight back with ranged spells, but it clearly isn't enough as more and more demons surge forth.

"COME! WE MUST REACH THE SEAT OF THE TRIUMVIRATE!" Irarus shouts as he crashes against the wall of demons, instantly killing four or five imps with his first attack, crushing the skulls of two beasts with his second.

Michael follows while subtly ordering Darth to eliminate the ranged demons. He stays with Irarus, allowing the Draenei to take the burst of the attacks so he can easily clean up the distracted demons, sucking up EXP like a minimum wage janitor. He does cast the occasional spell too to stop the group from being completely overwhelmed, a Dragon Slave here, a Fade Bolt there, indeed, were it not for his [Arcane Supremecy] passive ability, his fire spells might not even harm the demons due to how resistant to the element they were.

Regardless, the group continues through the destroyed streets of Eredath, fighting waves and waves of demons as they go. Michael is actually surprised by how strong some of the Draenei are, their power easily surpassing the warriors he'd seen in Tamriel... Irarus could probably beat half of the Companions himself, if they chose not to use their Werewolf abilities...

Umnii were more competent than more of the mages in the College of Winterhold, her magic was unfamiliar to Michael but effective nonetheless, spells of blue energy, ice, and other effects ravaged the demons, all while protecting her allies with magical barriers that assist the ones Irarus had erected.

She catches Michael's eye as she raises her staff and begins channelling more magic than any other spell, one done, casting a spell that causes a localized blizzard over a group fo demons, creating ice shards and hard freezing winds that utterly decimate the enemy while rendering the area of effect completely hostile until the duration ends.

Yeah, he had to learn that spell. Even if he did have some things to match it... Kinda... "Splinter Blast!" he shouts, firing a large icy jagged orc at a far off enemy, which, once it connects, explodes into thousands of magical shards of ice that kill every demon around the target, only leaving the initial demon struck unharmed by it. A strange spell, but useful nonetheless.

*Smash!*

*Squish!*

*Crash!*

The battle ensues for thirty minutes as the group struggles to make any progress through the city under the tide of demons. Eventually though, after entering a couple of alleyways and killing all pursuing demons, they slip into a narrow doorway before throwing it shut behind them, allowing the exhausted group some temporary reprieve.