The demon army marched forward as they passed by the mummified figures of their comrades and the dead bodies of the humans.
Finally, when they were only half a kilometer from the city gate, the human army rushed out.
Screams and shouts shook the ground as thousands poured forward and attacked the demon race directly.
But the demons did not attack yet.
They waited.
Their energy circulated through their bodies as their hearts pounded.
Every single one of them was waiting.
Waiting for the glowing being to appear.
Waiting for it to attack.
They were ready.
No matter what happened, they would tear it apart today.
But strangely, the glowing figure never appeared, even as the humans reached the demon army.
The first human punched a demon.
And that was when they knew.
The glowing figure wasn't here.
Grins spread across their faces, at least those that had faces capable of grinning, as they charged into the humans.
Nuk was at the front this time.
