Chapter 39: AttackMarianne's comment regarding monotony turned around to bite us on the ass later that night, when the alarms sounded. The sound of earth shifting, and demons screaming resonated throughout the city, dragging people from their sleep. The skies around the city were lit by a bright white glow as I hurried up to the ramparts with Conal, allowing a clear view of what was happening on the plains outside. Down below, battalions of Fae warriors were appearing through rifts, lining up and marching in formation with weapons at the ready, standing in symmetrical lines. The earth was shifting everywhere I looked, churning as demons appeared, shaking soil from their bodies before they lumbered towards the gates. Portals had opened on the periphery, dozens of them, and vampire youngling
