"I'll pack you the fuck up."
"Bitch, if we fight it will end up with me smoking your ashes."
"AHAHAAHAHAAHA! HOW AMUSING! THE ENEMY SIDE IS FIGHTING AMONGST EACH OTHER!" A booming voice ripped through the tension, causing the ascended demonic figures floating in the sky to turn towards a man swiftly approaching the wall. He rode atop a black snake with a set of wings so massive that they crossed the entire battlefield.
The appearance of their general, invigorated the grotesque beasts of hell below, causing them to roar at the top of their lungs. This staggered the demon soldiers, freezing them in place and stun-locking them to the ground, serving their fleshy bodies on a silver platter fit purely for the tastes of these wild monsters.
His spiky black armor, dark red skin, and pure untainted white eyes all poured a bloodlust so concentrated and thick into the two that they had no choice but to give up their hostility and direct it onto their enemy. They were obviously reluctant but upon seeing the general gather a ball of fire as big as the battlefield below, aiming straight for the wall, they reconciled with a quick nod.
...
(Random Soldier POV)
The bloodlust was thick. Even as I stood at the backlines, cowering in fear as my comrades hesitantly ran towards the wall of spraying blood and tearing organs, I couldn't help but empty my bladder. It moistened my trousers down to the ankle cuffs, yet the stench was completely unnoticeable.
A quirky stench of blood and guts filled the atmosphere and invaded my sinuses like a gaseous ghost. It ravaged my body from the inside and prevented me from even attempting to take a step forward. My feet were frozen in place. My hands shook with the vibrations of countless nerves jumping up and down my body like an electrical line.
I heard the desperate screams of my comrades get drowned out by the freshly invigorated monsters. Tearing through my friends and jumping over our front lines, I saw them approach me. A wall of them had been formed on top of the bloodied corpses, barbarically rushing forward like starving beasts. Their acidic drool dripped from the flopping tongue ready and prepared to eat as much as it could with this platter of flesh presented before each and every single one of its own brethren.
"Huff... huff... huff... I can't... I-I can't..." I stuttered, watching my spear loosen from my grip and clatter against the ground.
"SOLDIERS! DO NOT FALTER! CHARGE FORWARD WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT AND DIE FOR THE KING! DIE FOR YOUR FAMILY! DIE FOR THE SAKE OF HELL! WE MUST DEFEND THIS WALL WITH OUR LIFE!"
"It's all her fault. It's all that bitches fault for waiting..." I groaned, tears and snot dripping down my face as a pair of jaws snatched onto my chest and the back of my head.
CRUNCH
...
(Random Soldier POV)
His entire body exploded with guts and blood as the monster chomped down. I instantly froze with fear, letting my own demonic instincts take me to my limits, pushing my legs to run in the opposite direction.
This was an action fit for execution. And just as I reached the wall, clawing onto the stone brick already painted with an array of whipped blood marks, a screaming voice plundered my thoughts. It forced me to look at myself in the marks of blood and witness my own cowardliness before the face of honor.
"SOLDIER! GET BACK IN THERE OR I WILL BE FORCED TO EXECUTE YOU!" The voice boomed. I grit my teeth, watching my own reflection darken under the silhouette of a beast before the lieutenant could draw his sword and tear it in half.
"WE MUST RETREAT!" I shouted, falling at the feet of my superior.
"SOLDIER I SAID GET BACK IN THERE!"
"W-WE MUST TELL THE COMMANDER THERE IS NO WAY WE CAN BEAT THOSE BEASTS! SURELY SHE'LL LET US RETREAT!"
CLANG
All of a sudden, the very fiber of my being vibrated under the clashing of intense magical power. Mixing with a large dose of miasma, the mana clashing in the air sent ripples of power throughout the two sides.
"She is currently in battle... we can not do anything until she dies or she wins..." The lieutenant bit his lip with frustration, unable to do anything at this moment but watch his soldiers train.
He had to witness the men he had suffered through training with under the directions of the commander, the men he had led into various battles to prepare for this very war, and the men that he smiled with, joyed with, toasted with... all fall before his very eyes.
FWOOSH
A large gust of wind dragged the massive blotches of blood off of the stone wall and incorporated itself into its very essence. The gales became blood-red, tearing through the air and slicing through both comrade and foe.
"They're crazy... how could the king ever let such people become leaders... we must run. No matter if the commander has given us permission as we must flee! PLEASE!" I shouted before an explosion of miasma and mana sent two figures flying in opposite directions. One went towards the already broken wall while the other, a woman with long pink hair and glaring lunar-pink eyes crashed at my very feet. She made an indent on the stone brick wall before coughing up a massive quantity of blood.
Her hopeless state. Her bloodied state. Her broken state. Both arms were unusable. Legs were at their ends meet. I doubt she could even see with the concussion I was sure she had received. And I wasn't the only one who realized this, as my surrounding comrades, the ones cowering at the very back turned towards her, eyes emanating with killing intent.
'We can not do anything until she dies or she wins...' Those words tingled in my mind. And as I looked down at my metal gauntlets insistently reaching toward the woman's neck, a soft pale hand caught them.
Rippling long purple hair waved in my vision like a radiant flag of war. A tall figure towering over me like the endless peak of a mountain unconquerable to the human mind. It was a sight I was never going to forget.
