Before Rain could understand anything else, the time to attack the demons had come. Everyone was ready for the fight, even though only two days had passed since the previous one. Half of Rain's golems began to march in that direction, and the other stayed behind.
Their massive forms were partially obscured by an assortment of mismatched metallic parts that covered their bodies. Each golem seemed like a patchwork creation, with limbs and appendages not originally designed for their sturdy frames. Some wore robot arms as makeshift shields, while others had sections of robotic torsos serving as impromptu armor.
