Pheap looked at the goliath of a beast dead in the eyes.
"Are you an angel?" Was the question that escaped his lips.
"Fallen angel," the angel's voice echoed, it had nails on a white board pain to it, " my name is Zarall. Don't let me being fallen fool you human. I was merely met by unholy magic, stopping my divinity from returning me to heaven. It is nice to not be on a roting world."
"Over there." Pheap pointed "I don't know what your rank was, but someone there was strong enough to kill the vessel of the Divine Qreen."
Pheap didn't even blink, nor did he look away, but one moment Zarall was there and the next he was not.
The new arrival announced himself.
"I'm King the sixth Holy Knight, would any of you know who's leading you."
"My father the bishop is here, however the haven lord Arthur is leading the assault."
"What is his rank?"
"I believe he's a high king."
"High king." They chuckle, " Where's Alaz? We sent him ahead, he must have told you we would arrive soon."
Everyone there looked on in confusion.
"I'm sorry, but we never saw such a man." Jorge spoke up.
"You couldn't miss him, messed up face, struggles to speak because he's missing half his jaw. You know, now that I'm thinking about it, not a good choice for a messenger." Their group giggles.
"You know, I think I do know who you're talking about, his corpse should be just around here." Jorge looked around but strangely couldn't find it.
"Corpse?" King's jokester face turned grave. "That bastard couldn't even hold out until we got here."
With their faces all serious, they start walking towards the battlefield.
The battle which was mainly only alive due to the paladins, now there's new combatants entering the ring. The crowd sat stunned as King easily cut down an angel with a combat knife he drew from his bout. The other three also made easy work of other angels. King leveled out his gun and shot.
The magic bullet spun through the air gruesomely entering the eye of an angel and exploding out of its back entering another. The angels were like wheat to the scythe. The gorilla was stronger than a barbarian ripping the monsters apart, the chin guy used a rapper penetrating through their skulls like butter, the woman watched on and when a monster tried to attack her she simply avoided it.