The demons continued their expedition to destroy all the villages, but every time they saw one, it was already destroyed by the goblins, so they kept on fighting the goblins, until in the third village
The demon captain, his armor marred with the residue of previous battles, gazed grimly upon the approaching village. Beside him, another demon who was second only to him in terms of strength stood in silent readiness, the weight of their mission pressing upon them. They had been ordered to destroy every village in their path, to pave the way for their dark lord's conquest.
As they descended upon the third village, a tense anticipation hung in the air. But to their astonishment, the village lay in ruins, just like the ones before it. Scattered goblin bodies bore testament to the battle that had taken place here.
