On the border between humans and demons.
The tenth day since the start of the war.
In the territory commanded by the great demon general Talion Crocell.
The demon commanders and deputy commanders calmly watched as the low-level demons sent to the front lines died.
"The humans are making their move," said a deputy commander as he smelled the tobacco smoked by his commander.
Exhale.
The smoke rose, then the commander said:
"They were holding back too much. Send more adventurers and mercenaries, and the untalented recruits. Let them buy us time while we retreat."
"As you command, Commander Sedfer," replied the deputy commander, and hurried to carry out the orders.
Like Commander Sedfer, the other commanders under Talion Crocell had already made the same decision, because days earlier, after meeting in a military council, they had established what measures they would take based on the decisions made by the humans.
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