It was approaching night fall when the council gathered all the clans, coven, packs and troops of warriors back at the Erabus' lands. The tension that was filling the air was palpable, nearly cutting it with a knife. Many of the mythics knew this was going to be a war against the demons, one of the hardest battles they would ever face. There were many things that could kill them on Daemonium Isle, not just the demons themselves.
That small island is full of the darkest deepest fears a being could have. The plants are mostly poisonous and the creatures that are residing there carry dangers as well. So, the healers that were coming had to be sure to pack not only the usual aid, but the magical as well. Their bags filled with Kava, ginger, aloe, basil and chamomile just to name a fe
