Her Forest
"We got the alert that a Hell beast was let loose and came right away. We thought it was an attack on the town. We did not know that it was the town eating itself." Momoa commented.
Cuban looked at him with a frown, "Don't worry, I can handle it!"
"Handle it? Your city has been turned to dust from the beast's blasts, and your face has kissed the dirt. Are you sure you can handle it?" Momoa chuckled lightly.
All around him, Demons of different kinds had arrived.
Some had reptilian heads; others had human faces but with inverted eyes.
The one thing they all had in common was the fact that, like Momoa, they could all fly.
"You want to help?" Cuban asked as he looked at the winged demons. "Then get me my stock that is getting away!" He pointed to Lenny and the others in the distance.
The demons turned to Momoa for confirmation, and the Great demon nodded.