Holy Mania Empire, southern border.
Above the sky, thick clouds churn endlessly, lightning flashing and thunder roaring.
The earth is shrouded in darkness, the soil compacted and cracked, vegetation withered.
Fierce demons grasping rugged weapons, roaring, bellowing, gathered together.
And around them, human cavalry either in armor, dressed as hunters or mercenaries, riding steeds, circle the demons continuously.
The cavalry holds spears or bows, moving around the demons, each pass stabbing with their spears or shooting arrows.
Looking around, at least thousands of demons are besieged, while the human cavalry participating in the hunt are no less in number.
The thunderous sound of hooves, rolling dust, the demons are thus constrained by the human cavalry, unable to break free.
Whenever a demon attempts to charge out, it is blocked back by a spear or arrow, ultimately forcing the demons to stand back-to-back, roaring uneasily while battling the cavalry surrounding them.
