On the other end of the battlefield, Jacob looked at Morbius and did not hesitate to give him a command.
"Call your troops off and send them back into the portals." Jacob's voice was cold, absolute. He looked at Morbius, who instantly stopped cutting himself and stood up.
"Retreat! He waved an arm in the air and a plethora of portals instantly opened up. The demons, including Destro, all stopped attacking, making their way back into the portals.
At least half of them were dead by now. The elders heaved a sigh of relief as they no longer had to strike endlessly at these creatures, most of them were sweating profusely and breathing heavily as they rested for the first time in a while.
***
When the demons had completely retreated and the portals had closed behind them, only Morbius was left, standing in the middle, the cold breeze of the near empty battlefield blew right past him as he was forced to turn back to Jacob.
