Meanwhile, in Sathankulam village, the night sky had turned into something unnatural.
People stood in the narrow streets and rooftops, staring upward in fear.
From the distant direction of the Kalasphana Temple, a massive red beam of energy pierced the sky like a burning pillar. Around it, thick dark clouds swirled violently, and red lightning flashed across the heavens again and again.
Children cried.
Dogs barked uncontrollably.
Villagers whispered prayers under their breath.
"What is happening?" one old man muttered.
"It looks like the sky itself is breaking," another said.
Suddenly—
CRACK!
A bolt of red lightning struck the ground near the edge of the village.
Dust and fire exploded into the air.
From within the smoke, something moved.
A thin, twisted shape crawled out slowly.
Its pale skin clung tightly to its bones.
Its glowing eyes burned like embers.
A long tongue slid across its crooked teeth.
A Pisacha.
The creature let out a low, hungry growl.
Then it lunged toward the nearest villager.
Screams filled the street.
Before anyone could react—
More red lightning struck the ground.
BOOM.
BOOM.
More shapes crawled from the cracks in the earth.
Pisachas.
Dozens of them.
They ran through the streets like starving animals, tearing into anyone they could catch.
Some villagers tried to fight back with sticks and farming tools.
It didn't matter.
The demons ripped through them easily.
Blood splashed across the ground.
One man who had been bitten by a Pisacha collapsed onto the road, shaking violently.
His body twisted.
His bones cracked.
His eyes slowly turned red.
Within seconds—
He stood up again.
But he was no longer human.
He had become another demon.
The infection was spreading.
And then—
The ground trembled again.
A massive shadow descended from above the clouds.
Something flew down from the sky and landed in the center of the village with a thunderous impact.
The earth cracked beneath its feet.
It was taller than any building.
Dark wings folded behind its back.
Its glowing eyes looked down at the screaming villagers.
Vyomasura.
The demon raised its arms slowly.
Then with a single motion—
It slammed its fist into the ground.
Shockwaves blasted through the streets, throwing people into the air.
At the same time—
More monsters arrived.
From the direction of the abandoned jallikattu arena, massive figures began charging toward the village.
Minotaurs.
Their enormous bodies covered in dark fur and twisted muscle.
Their horns curved like blades.
Their eyes glowed with demonic rage.
They smashed through houses and fences as they ran.
One minotaur grabbed a fleeing man and bit directly into his shoulder.
Another impaled someone with its horn and threw the body aside like trash.
The village had turned into chaos.
Sirens suddenly echoed in the distance.
Police jeeps and army trucks rushed into the streets.
Soldiers jumped out, raising their weapons.
"OPEN FIRE!" a commander shouted.
Gunfire erupted instantly.
Handguns and rifles fired into the attacking demons.
Bullets tore through the bodies of the Pisachas, killing several of them as they screeched and collapsed.
But when the bullets struck the Minotaurs, something horrifying happened.
Nothing.
The bullets bounced off their thick skin like tiny pebbles.
The creatures didn't even slow down.
"Why aren't they dying?!" one officer shouted.
A minotaur charged straight through a police barricade, smashing two officers into the ground.
Nearby, soldiers fired their rifles at Vyomasura.
The bullets struck its chest—
And dropped harmlessly to the ground.
The demon looked down at them almost… amused.
Then it spread its wings and roared.
The entire street trembled.
"Bring the tank!" someone screamed.
From the back of the military convoy, a heavy armored tank rolled forward slowly.
Its cannon aimed directly at the approaching demons.
"FIRE!"
The RPG rocket launched.
BOOOOM.
The explosion blasted a minotaur backwards, tearing through its chest.
The creature finally collapsed.
Another rocket hit the ground near a group of demons, killing several Pisachas instantly.
For a brief moment, the humans pushed forward.
But then—
The sky darkened further.
A massive shadow began forming above the battlefield.
Everyone slowly looked up.
Something enormous was descending from the clouds.
Not flying.
Falling.
The ground shook violently as it landed.
A colossal figure stood up from the crater it created.
A Demon Titan.
Its body towered above buildings.
Its skin looked like cracked volcanic rock.
Its eyes burned like molten fire.
The soldiers stared at it in horror.
Even the tank looked small compared to it.
"Shoot it!" someone screamed.
The tank fired again.
The rocket struck the titan's chest—
But when the smoke cleared…
The titan was still standing.
Completely unharmed.
The creature slowly raised one massive hand.
Then it slammed it down onto the street.
The shockwave flattened vehicles and crushed dozens of soldiers instantly.
Screams filled the air.
People ran in every direction.
But there was nowhere to escape.
The demon army had already surrounded the village.
The Pisachas continued infecting the fallen.
The Minotaurs crushed everything in their path.
Vyomasura soared above the burning buildings.
And the Demon Titan walked slowly through the destruction, unstoppable.
The humans had fought with everything they had.
But it wasn't enough.
One by one, the defenders of Sathankulam village slowly felling.
And the night belonged to the demons.