The grating sound of scraping scales swelled into a jarring, metallic ocean of noise.
Heavy footsteps rolled like muffled thunder, shaking the already gloomy skies of the Demon Realm and making them even more ominous.
A potent demonic aura surged into the sky, forming black clouds that blotted out the heavens before countless Stargates. They roiled and churned, emanating a suffocating aura of destruction.
The scale of each assembly point far surpassed that of the "Year's End" night five years ago. This was the final mobilization of the entire Demon Realm for an ultimate invasion, one meant to completely bury the Human Race's civilization.
An endless ocean of demon soldiers stretched to the horizon, the auras of their generals scattered throughout like stars. Behind each Stargate, at the very core of the formation…
