Fallen Unnamed Hero III
"Demons grow stronger in the darkness. We should be careful," Aseira cautioned.
Brittany nodded, her grip tightening on her staff.
Nearby, Marlowe and the other Cymeria knights battled fiercely against the demonic horde.
AAAA! Marlowe unleashed another sonic blast, the powerful sound waves causing the demons to stumble and fall, leaving them vulnerable to the knights' attacks.
The knights, their morale boosted by Marlowe's support, pressed their advantage, their swords and shields flashing in the moonlight as they fought back the demonic tide.
The battlefield had descended into utter chaos. The arrival of the Star Shiny Kingdom's cultivators had offered a glimmer of hope, but the sudden disappearance of the barrier had unleashed a deluge of demons, overwhelming the allied forces. The night sky was a canvas of clashing steel and roaring magic, the air thick with the stench of blood and the acrid smoke of burning flesh.