High-pitched shrieks and ear-piercing ululations filled the valley as the legion of demons cowered from the light of the Heavenly sword in my hand. The storm inside my chest worsened as I fought to steady my shaking muscles. My arm was beginning to get numb from holding the blade over my head, but I kept my stance. “Brace yourselves,” I said in a low voice. “The demons may attack any moment.”
“They are afraid of the light,” observed Magat as he strutted forward. He bent his neck sideways and flexed his arms to stretch his muscles. “Let me handle this. I have eradicated an entire legion by myself. This one’s no different.”
Lyana stepped aside to let Magat through. “Be careful, war chief,” mused the huntress.
“Always am,” he replied without looking back. He stopped walking and stood just
