Far away, beyond the mountains, a troop of demons stood restless, their eyes fixed on a particular spot ahead. A change in energy crackled in the air as if someone had been tampering with the shield around the demon realm.
"Stay on guard," commanded Everton, the troop leader. His voice was heavy, loud, and commanding. "If it's those deities trying to infiltrate our realm and harm us, make sure none of them return alive today. Be it a god of war or the king of heaven himself, we will leave no one alive. We are demons, the most powerful beings of the three realms."
In response, the entire troop raised their swords, their cheers and battle cries echoing through the surroundings.
Soon, the sky before them began to darken, as if a gate to the demon realm was opening, taking them all by surprise.
"Absolute darkness," the leader murmured.
"Vice Commander, it seems like they are not deities but one of us," a soldier commented.
