"Yahh!" I charged at a demon, swinging my wyvern blade in a vertical arc. I cut through it, ending its fate. This was the fate of many that caught the edge of my blade. I massacred my way through.
Despite my attempts, the numbers of the demons and dragons didn't seem to dwindle, they were innumerable, yet, I didn't lose hope. I knew what I needed to do, I just lacked the might.
I needed to cut the center, the root of this destructive network. But how could I? I couldn't even win against a dragon lord, how would I face the Dragon God, much less the nine dragon lords?
The Eastern Theocracy battalion were doing quite well on the battlefield, it was a blessing to have them here. Many of the creatures got through our advance, descending on the weak and hopeless natives. I heard their screams, and could sense their agony and despair.
