Demons
The first demon meca poked its grotesque head out of the growing hole.
Heads. I meant heads.
It was a tri-snakeheaded humanoid giant with six pairs of hands and a pair of wings on a bright red coat of pain with yellow stripes.
"Ow!" I winced as the visual pollution hit my eyes like a sledgehammer. "Ugly! Ugly! Help!!"
Behind me, Gempi giggled lightly like a schoolgirl. She completely did not seem like a middle aged woman in her thirties.
Maybe it was because of the power of my blood and all of the life energy I poured into her, but she was starting to sound much younger, like a woman somewhere in her mid to late twenties.
But apparently, the entire crowd of millions watching live and via the big screens located everywhere nearby disagreed with me.
"KYAAAAAAAAA!!! KYAAAAAAAA!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
Many were so ecstatic beyond belief that they weren't even to scream out their lewd offerings. They could only shriek and wail excitedly as waves of emotions overwhelmed their minds.