Adam's Ruthless Pursuit
Even if the humans were comparatively weaker than his demons, fine warriors still formed the King of Heroes' army.
During the slaughter beneath the walls, he had felt their strength, and he was feeling it now through the arrows pouring to riddle his armor in holes like Swiss cheese.
Their projectiles whistled in his ears, a furious cacophony melding with the soldiers' curses and enraged roars.
Yet, his eyes only saw the King of Heroes, his shiny armor, and the ridiculous red cape fluttering behind his trembling figure.
In his race against time, he didn't even turn to watch the battle's result as a single thought thundered in his mind: behead him before Achilles' return! And that's what he would do.
'For my citizens, our peace, and our dream. DIE!'
Like an infernal berserker, he charged through the barrage of arrows.