Dan looked at its hand.
A bit in the corner of the courtyard. From the shadows emerged none other than Zuberi. He saw the demon as it stretched its hand to Dan.
Zuberi then pulled out its sycthes, ready to pounce.
****Outside the fortress
The field is dark and filled with dark fumes. The smell of burnt meat permeated the air. The field was scorched in some places, while other places were covered with blood.
Both the demigods and demons had casualties on both sides. With some leaking blood and others had missing limbs.
In the middle of all this chaos, there was only one person in the middle of all this chaos. His burly hair dripped blood. His golden armour was stained with the blood of his enemies.
Even his beard had gotten drunk on the blood of his enemies. It dripped every once in a while.
His eyes were ablaze.
His body kept on releasing hot steam from his armor. The very ground he stood on seemed to be melting.
