Vinea drew power from the dark depths of hell and opened the gates of the underworld. Black portals started appearing all over the meadow. The green grass withered away and the earth turned barren and lifeless. Veins of molten magma cracked open and spread to the surrounding fields.
"Rise, my chosen!" Vinea's roar was like a clarion call which summoned the lesser demons to battle. Fiery hot lava erupted from the tarred black portal and Hell Knights emerged from within. They were among the strongest of the lesser demons and were dressed in dark black plate armor, similar to Vinea's. Each of them rode atop a direwolf and carried iron battle axes. The demon king had created these Hell Knights himself from the souls of the most sinful human knights who died in battle. In life, they had raid
