The fort was under attack by demons; Zagreus looked back at Alessia.
"Go to a secure spot; I'm going to take a look around. Your army should be able to hold them off without issue, but just in case…." He opened his hand, and from thin air, a sword materialized; its hilt was silver with an intricate pattern of vines etched into the blade. He offered it to her, and with trembling hands, she accepted.
Alessia nodded, feeling fear in her chest as Zagreus left her side to face the demons alone. She knew he was skilled in battle, but the thought of him risking his life for her made her palms slick.
She retreated to the nearest hiding spot, crouching behind a pile of crates and listening to the sounds of battle outside. Swords clashed against each other, and demons screeched as Alessia's army vanquished them.
