The demon army was spread out over the canyon, small and black like a swarm of insects. Their position was dangerously close to the ridge where the Last Light Company waited for our return. Their forward forces engaged with the cursed soldiers in light skirmishes, battling for dominance of the road approaching the first fort.
Fortunately, they didn't advance beyond that, seeming content to wait outside the gate. They'd already begun to entrench, using magic to terraform the ridges and valleys to create natural barriers that protected them from anything the soldiers tried to throw at them. From my vision, I knew they were planning to wait for reinforcements, but that position wouldn't last for long.
