Blood continued to spill across the battlefield as powerful demon knights clad in armor joined the fight. They wielded magical devices that flared with unpredictable effects.
Reynar could see their blue skin, laced with veins glowing with mana, likely the result of some twisted experiment. Their roars rallied more demons, who still poured endlessly from the portals.
Stone-winged gargoyles screeched as they launched themselves into the air once again. By now, the wards were slowly coming undone, and this was the opening the beasts had been waiting for.
The ground trembled as packs of wolves and other creatures advanced, crashing into the defenders who still held their ground despite Valeria's orders.
Reynar, grim at what he was seeing, spurred his Breeze Roc forward. Sunlight blazed along his sword as he charged it for the next attack. He waited until the weapon burned like a miniature star before diving into the fray.
