Reclaiming Lost "Possessions" Part 3

Leading half of the Night Watchmen forward towards the enemy Alycia was careful to not strike down any civilians trying to escape the enemy but in this fog and the chaos of battle, it is rather difficult, to say the least. Upon reaching the market area Alycia and her troops encountered several mages and their bodyguards their leader was having above them even though she couldn't see his face, she could see his blood red eyes piercing through the veil of the fog he was surrounded by heavily armored warriors they had the forms of humans but their movements and the way attacked made it clear to her they weren't.

"Alright, men we will engage the enemy so the civilians can flee, be careful to support one another do not separate from the group with this fog in this enclosed space, it will be a challenge to differentiate from friend or foe." She said hearing her voice the mages bodyguards charged forward the small group of defenders got into position and readied themselves as the two groups converged swords clashed with axes, spears. Watching them from above the Mage grinned he was impressed with the females captains discipline and skill with the sword even though the kingdom burned and it's people either killed or possessed, he would love to have her on his side as a **** besides she wasn't that bad looking she would be a great sex ****, for now, he would watch her until the time was right he wanted to see more of what she was capable of.

The fighting was fierce as the Night Watchmen led by Alycia fought against the castles invaders the more she fought them the more she began to piece together their identities, with every strike green blood flowed from their wounds the smell of ash and brimstone... brimstone she thought demons... But there was something odd about them but she didn't have time to figure she was surrounded her men had fought bravely but had fallen due to to the numbers of the enemy she was the last, she was covered in the blood of her enemies, and she was exhausted she had killed many but for each one she killed another would take its place.

"You have fought well warrior you have proven yourself worthy to be converted to our cause I am Arch-Mage Zenith of the Legion of Hellfire, this is an honor for such a warrior like you the power of hell will strengthen you all it takes is your soul!" He cackled she looked at him astonished she couldn't be this arrogant she will never accept that she was a Knight for King Edward she swore her allegiance to him and she would not betray him.

He could see it in her eyes the fires of loyalty still burned in her he would change that he licked his lips she was a strong warrior but to him, she was nothing his magic would easily overwhelm her mind and body he knew the perfect spell for the job... raising his hands he began to chant the spell, under her a magical circle formed she tried to love but black and purple tentacles emerged gabbing at her legs pinning her down more tentacles emerged from the circle grabbing her arms and torso she tried to break herself free but the more she struggled the tighter they became...

Good he thought nice and trapped now for the finishing touches he couldn't help but recall something his mother used to tell him every time she would convert a new human **** using the worms of the Possessed god, the best way to their soul is their mouth...