As soon as Carlisle turned his eyes back to the incoming horde of nameless monstrosities, I bolted.
Hesitation left me and I found myself running toward the wave of darkness. Behind me, sounds of screaming came as the others joined us to face the rushing demons. A rising anger much different from the lycanthrope rage simmered inside my chest. Pure, unbridled wrath fueled every fiber of my muscle as I swung the heavy Angelic sword with both my arms. An intense light flickered from the Angel's blade and shot forward, slicing the grotesque bodies of the attacking demons.
The air was thick with the smell of burning flesh, decaying eggs and hot garbage. Every manner of demon skittered, crawled and slithered toward us, not minding the end that they inevitably faced. Their hideous faces and m
