As the demons converged towards Vargus, Valeria, and Auris, the air thickened with malevolence and the impending clash of forces. The ground trembled beneath the demons' heavy, relentless steps, each one echoing like a drumbeat of doom. Their grotesque faces twisted in cruel amusement as they beheld the sight of their opponents—two humans in onesies and a fluffy white tiger.
Amongst themselves, the demons couldn't resist the opportunity to mock their seemingly foolish adversaries. Laughter, harsh and grating, filled the air, mingling with the sounds of the ongoing chaos around them.
"Look at them, coming to our battlefield dressed like children at a festival!" cackled one demon, a larger brute wielding a spiked club. His eyes gleamed with malicious glee as he pointed at Vargus and Valeria's attire.
