Chapter 31
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he gates were very close. Ash spurred his horse, now covered in flames, making it leap. Like a shooting star, it soared through the sky and landed at the gate. The battle continued to rage behind the young man. Screams and maniacal laughter mixed with the clashing steel and the war song of the horns and drums, announcing the arrival of the flaming demon.
Some dropped their weapons, others screamed for help. The demon, whose torn and scorched cloak resembled a pall, struck the ground with his staff, deafening the people with a terrifying roar. A wall of flame shot forth from the cracked earth, covering the wall, the gate, and all those who stood in its way. Flesh burned. Masonry cracked and crumbled.
The mages tried to hold the fire, but not even their golden shields cou
