Mephisto's army marched through the rich, fertile land of the demons, their knights and corrupted demons with vacant eyes. He could taste victory, to destroy his enemy and gain a power that would catapult him back into godhood. Able to surpass those fools who abandoned him despite being the ones to push him back to betray Serena and the lower gods.
How dare they!
I am not a pawn for those decrepit fossils' amusement!
"Ngh." A cramp spread through his forearm, causing immense stabbing pain before a holy aura sparked at his fingertips. "Not again, why wont you die!?"
The emerald green eyes of the demigod flashed, fluctuating between green and blue in a slow fading style.
Alan was fighting to take back his body once again.
Sat atop a huge wyvern in the air, his body leaned to the side, tilting the reins so it swooped down, and crashed into a nearby hill, destroying the surface, sending rocks shooting through the air into the army below.
Bang!
