100 years later.
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The war has raged on and it has been a back and forth endeavour. No matter how many demons are killed, more keep coming. A battlefield is currently experiencing a surge of demonic incursions, and the defenders desperately try to push them back. An immortal commander slashes out with wind blades and shouts.
"Hold your ground!! Reinforcements are on their way!! Give them death!!"
The defenders cheer and redouble their efforts to slaughter the demonic tide. A demon commander scowls and silently approaches the immortal that rallied the troops. The hellspawn stealthily approaches and swings a massive club down onto the immortal's head, but is perplexed when his weapon freezes just above his supposed victim's head.
The immortal grins and severs the demon's head before it can react. He grabs it by the horn and raises it up in triumph.
"Do you see how easily they are killed?! Onwards!!"
