As Zack stood in the midst of the chaotic battlefield, the demons suddenly turned their gaze toward him. Their rough, muscular forms were lit by the flickering flames of the ongoing conflict, and their eyes glinted with a menacing light. What struck Zack most was their reaction: a series of grins and guttural laughs erupted from the demons, their faces contorting into wicked smiles that seemed to mock his presence.
Zack, caught off guard, was momentarily paralyzed by the unexpected display of derision. He didn't know how to process their unsettling laughter, his mind racing to catch up with the sudden shift in focus. The demons' amusement was short-lived, though, as they quickly shifted from laugh to aggression. With a roar, they began charging at him, their imposing forms moving with alarming speed.
