The demons were countless. A nightmarish tide surged over the Awakened, accompanied by colossal beasts whose roars pierced the air.
The steps of this infernal army made the ground tremble.
The Awakened held their positions, but the pressure was becoming unbearable. They were vastly outnumbered.
Behind them, the Non-Awakened prepared for a potential breakthrough. The tension was palpable. Their faces were set, their gazes fixed on the horizon, darkened by the mass of creatures.
And when the first line gave way, chaos ensued.
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The demons shattered the lines, and the Non-Awakened were the first to endure the assault. Their resistance crumbled under the titanic force of the creatures. Claws and fangs tore through flesh, limbs were wrenched from bodies, and blood splattered on shields and lances.
A gigantic monster seized a soldier, throwing him into the air before slamming him down with a terrifying crash.
