Leaving

Solia enters Sythia's room. Its full packed bags and luggage ready to be moved out at a moments notice. Sythia was sitting on her bed playing with he doll.

'Sythia, its time to go' Solia called out to her daughter as she gestured to the maids to carry the baggage. Sythia reluctantly got off her bed and walked over to her mother. She held her hand and looked up at her.

'When will we be coming back?' Solia glanced at Sythia before resuming to instruct the maids. Sythia pouted as he looked away from her mother.

At long last they were ready to leave the baggage had been packed and ready to leave. Sythia and Solia got on to the carriage. The coach prompt the horses to go and it begins to leave the castle.

...

They were finally out of thr city on the opposite end of the battlefield. Sythia was resting her head on Solia's lap as she was fast asleep. Solia was stroking Sythia's hair while looking out her window of the carriage. Behind them was another carriage for their belongings. They were escorted by fifteen armed royal guards. All seemed fine but a flicker of purple aura began to spiral in the open fields beside the carriage.

A sudden burst of purple energy erupted from the purple spiral. Within it was what seemed to be an eye looking around. The a royal guards quick sprung into action putting themselves between the carriages and the purple eye. Suddenly the eye split in half at the same time a literal cut in the fabric of space caused what seemed to be a rift. Deformed and grotesque hands stuck out

from the rift and tried to force it open faster. The royal guard ordered the coach to move faster as they ran from the rift.

'It's a Void rift the daemons will be coming soon we need to get out of here.' The coach was about to prompt the horse however the horses moved on it's own accord choosing to run at full speed. The coach had lost control of the horses and they flung the carriage on its side. The royal guards caught up with them on their own horses and begun to search the carriage.

By this time a few daemons we able to get free of the rift and begun sprinting towards them. The daemons were primarily purple coloured however every single one was different. The daemons caught up to the royal guards as they fought back killing 3 each. The rift was now wide open and pouring out daemons. The few royal guards finally found Solia and Sythia and got them out.

'Run we will hold them of here' Solia nodded while holding Sythia's hand she ran. The daemons were halted by the royal guards by the time the rescue team got to the fight three of the fifteen were dead and another 5 wounded the royal guards fought valiantly twisting and turn of the body which should be impossible and launching devastating attacks at the back a single royal guard held his arm out infront of him. A magic circle appeared at the tip of his hand before converting itself into a fireball. It was launched and smashed into several daemons killing them instantly. Unbeknownst to all of them however the purple light from the rift began to fluctuate.