Five Months Later in The SGAlliance's territory...
Once a picturesque settlement, now a tragic tableau of ruin and despair, a goblin town lay gutted under the ruthless onslaught of a demon squad led by a powerful demon captain.
The once-cobblestone streets, host to the cheer of daily life, were strewn with debris and the shards of a life that was.
The once charming houses, their facades boasting intricate woodwork, were nothing more than smoldering husks, skeletal remnants of what they used to be.
The town's central square, once a bustling hub of chatter and laughter, was eerily silent save for the intermittent echoes of destruction.
Swooping low in the twilit sky, a flight of demons descended upon the town. Their monstrous forms were silhouetted against the dull red glow of the setting sun, their ghastly wings spreading a shadow of dread.
