The midday sun watched on, as the men in uniform breathed heavily, dripping with sweat. Lieutenant Amy breathed in long, punctuated gasps. The smell of sulfur mingled with the stench of death, floated in the afternoon breeze. She untied her locks and whispered in relief, “I guess that was the last of them”.
Alex wanted to believe that they had won but his mind was overburdened with questions. He looked at Captain Elijah, with a nervous gleam in his eyes and said, “Captain, there weren’t any Blood Demons among them. We only encountered Bloodwings during the battle”.
Alex’s words confirmed the Captain’s suspicions. He reloaded his rocket launcher and replied, “They are using standard siege tactics. These Bloodwings were sent here as cannon fodder. I think the Divine One was just trying to
