Pincer the army.

It must be a sight for sore eyes. You, Nyllia, Amara, Snow, Delphi, and Yin all come storming out of the entrance right behind Flame General Ithic. On your way, you slay several imps, sending them flying away to burst into small fiery explosions. You're greeted by the brightness of the sun, and also the general's bare ass cheeks. Though apart from not having the greatest view, you feel amazing. Your sword glows, you stand among your party, and as people take notice, the morale completely swaps.

"No!" shouts Ithic. "But how?"

Yin stumbles forwards. She tugs on her skirt and tries her best to compose herself properly despite the venom in her veins. Before speaking, she curtsies politely. "Excuse me, Flame General. We entered without permission."

"... Yin. How dare you show your face here. Is this what you've been doing all this time?!"

"I have a new master now." She takes an incredibly deep breath, and then she shouts louder than you thought you'd ever hear from the timid devil maid. "And... he's bigger than you!"

Everyone around goes quiet. Shocked. Even you widen your eyes and you have no idea what to say in response. You look closely at Ithic's face, and you've never seen a man so angry. The blood inside his body looks like it's literally boiling, and given he's a devil, that could be the case. With a roar, he sweeps his trident to the side, sending out a wave of burning hot air. "I've had enough!"

"That was the venom I assume," you mutter. "Please don't say things like that out loud."

Nyllia steps forward with a smile. "Well said, Yin." She twirls her sword around in her grip and takes a low stance.

Eva comes running out of nowhere along with Niki.

"We need to keep moving!" Niki says. "Just in case the Demon King decides to flee. It isn't impossible."

You cast your eyes to the battlefield. Fighting continues, though now Team Strike has joined the fray. Nyllia runs into combat with Flame General Ithic, and they match blows. Two large weapons collide with one another, but it seems like they've hit equal grounds.

Niki, Eva, and Amara stand beside you. As you think, Snow hurries up and begins opening the metal crate holding your trump card... Projectile: Eradicator Gold. She slides it into her quiver and nods.

"She's right," Snow says. "If the entire army moves in, he might flee, or he might be doing so already. Many of are people are tired and wounded as well, and Amara's mother doesn't have infinite mana to heal them. We should go now. Storm the king."

I need to make the call... No. This is the only way. They're right. If the Demon King gets away, he could start again somewhere else. It's time.