Three Hells of the Demon Army

“Brother, you seem to be covered in tiny little demon filth!” said one brother as he pointed to the other.

“The same has happened to you,” the other acknowledged. Uratha smiled as the three portals she opened above the two demons caused the First Hell of the Demon Army to flood out and swarm over the two larger demons. The two larger demons began to swat the demons down off of the other brother in an attempt to regain their movements.

“Go my pretties! Cover those two hideous creatures and bring them down!” ordered Uratha as she watched the hell prides flow from her portals. She was proud as the grey, humanoid creatures, covered in their tattered black cloak, and wore matching black bandages on various limbs moved quickly around on the battlefield. The demons would jump from one brother to the other, most dodging the swats from the larger demons. Their scythe weapon allowed them to cover the two demon brothers in dozens of tiny cuts. The creatures’ howls that came from their twisted faces were music to Uratha’s ears as her toys did their job.

“Brother there are too many, our combined attacks are the only way to deal with them!” decided X.

“It seems it is that time once again,” Y said in agreement to his brother’s decision. The two demons ignored their smaller counterparts and begun to focus their power into their swords once again. Their weapons glowed red and blue to match the fire and aero powers about to be unleashed. Their Searing Tornado tore through the countless number of hell prides that surrounded and covered the two. The hell prides disintegrated into clouds of sand, which quickly became glass from the searing heat of X and Y’s attack. The powerful attack forcefully closed the portals Uratha had opened, which stemmed the flow of hell prides into the battlefield.

“My poor sweeties!” cried Uratha with a fake yelp of concern. “But I know your secret!” continued Uratha as her fake concern transformed into a wicked smile. “That little parlor trick of yours requires quite a bit of magic. And I bet you two need a short recharge period before you can do that again. So let’s see how you do against these pretties!” Uratha said as she said a few demonic words and opened new portals.

Princess Sylva looked on as she watched the battle between demons. Some of her archers had come and pulled her away from the battlefield where medical elves were waiting to heal her. Their magic, combined with some mana potions to restore her magic reserves, helped her recover faster than without it.

“We must get you back into fighting shape, princess!” said one of the medical elves as they worked to restore her to full health.

“I can’t believe we are entrusting our future to a filthy demon,” said one of the archers that was watching the battle. Sylva let out a sigh as she heard her citizen’s contempt filled words.

“Do not worry, sister. That demon may not be trustworthy, but she is bound to King John. Her fate is tied with ours. She knows that if she fails, she dies,” Sylva told her troops around her. “But rest for now as she buys us time to recover. Once you feel as if you have recovered enough, take positions around the battlefield. While I’d like to entrust the demoness to stop her own kin, I’d rather make sure we’re there to ensure they are dead. Plus, we must avenge our fallen that those two callously slaughtered!” declared Princess Sylva. Her followers cheered in agreement before those that were healthy enough followed her orders and took positions in preparation for their counterattack.

“There aren’t nearly as many hell envies as there were hell prides,” X pointed out as he sliced through another hell envy that lunged at him.

“You are right, brother. However these ones are stronger and studier, for sure,” Y informed his brother as he swung his sword towards a group of hell envies, his sword leaving a flaming slash attack that headed towards the group of demons. The hell envies saw the attack and were able to block it, which another two envies lunged at Y, whose was unable to properly block thanks to his attack.

The two smaller demons were blown away as a strong gust of wind flew from X’s sword and rammed into them. The two continued forward until the slammed into some more envies. The entire group got back up and lunged at the two larger demons, who took their slashing attacks from their scythes.

“While I personally don’t like the whole no skin, exposed muscle and flesh thing these ones do, they are still quite useful, don’t you agree?” Uratha asked her two opponents, her head slightly turned away so she didn’t have to look at her own minions.

“Their unsightly forms are of no consequence to us,” X started.

“It is their fighting ability that we are more concerned with,” finished Y as the two were able to take out another wave of hell envies.

Tch. Those two will be able to summon that damned fire tornado again soon. And I know my hell envies won’t stop them by then. I’ll just have to keep the pressure on until then. Uratha thought to herself as she tried to devise a plan to win this battle. The longer this fight drags out the less likely I’m gonna win. Damn that witch and her boytoy here! I’m not built to fight powerful foes and she knows it!

“Brother, we must stop the demoness that is summoning these pests,” Y suggested to his brother.

“I concur. Let us finish these all off at once and move on to her,” agreed X. “Ready?” he asked to which his brother nodded.

“Searing Tornado!” the two shouted as their magics combined for the third time in the battle to form an all encompassing attack. None of the hell envies were spared as the devastating mix of fire and wind swept across the top of the castle. The attack expanded to light up the sky once again, causing many of the warriors on the ground to wonder what was happening on the roof of the castle. Their minds raced on what fantastical magics could possibly be unleashed up there. Their thoughts of the battle above them came to a jarring stop as the front half of the castle exploded violently, sending rubble and debris all over the battlefield below.