It was heavy in the air, weighing upon Alex heavily as he stood on the manor walls to observe the arriving forces.
Finally, the elite warriors of the Demon King finally arrived. Clouds of dust began to show up in the distance as dark figures trudged steadily closer. The heartbeat in his chest strongly.
This wasn't just another battle, and those weren't any ordinary soldiers. These were the elites, cream of the crop of the demon king's minions, trained for years to snuff out any opposing force. And now they were here for him.
He looked over at Mara, who stood beside him. Her face was calm, save for a thin line of focus etched into her brow. "They're almost here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I see them," Alex answered, his jaw firm. No time for fear now. "We knew this was coming. It's time."