Ten Thousand Heroes!
"Fools." Ahriman sneered at the mortals that were charging towards their doom, as he pressed his right hand over the bloody hole on his chest, which was given to him by James a moment ago.
The former God of Chaos and Destruction had retreated a safe distance, as James fought against Yaldabaoth, and Kakia, preventing them from slaughtering the armies of Hestia that had regained their courage.
Earlier, when the Alliance, the Einherjars, as well as the Underworld Fighters, were fighting side by side, they were barely able to resist the onslaught of the Army of Destruction.
Now that their numbers had decreased to less than half of their original numbers, there was simply no chance for them to win the war anymore.
And yet, no matter how tired and battered they were, all of them charged like madmen towards the Army of Destruction, bringing as many of the Giants and their allies with them to the afterlife.