Demons.

[... No…]

Juni's voice was low. It had a hint of resignation, and a bit of frustration. The others shared her fear and anger as they watched in silence. Sam was losing his hold on his emotions. He gritted his teeth as he fought against the storm raging inside of him, and with each passing second the urge to scream became much and much stronger.

In less than ten seconds, the Black Stone Giants Army replenished all of their losses and even added some more. For every hundred or so of obsidian monstrosities, a different giant stood at the back row. They seemed to be a new type, each one ten times larger than the rest and much more menacing. Compared to the bulky build of the average Black Giant, their forms were leaner and much more polished with thin arms and torsos. A pair of horns decorated their heads, and instead of the single hole with the red glow they had three.