Outside the wind had picked up and a section of shadows flickered by the house while the croen ran towards the battle. He took a breath, clinched his hands tightly and exhaled with his wings coming out. Don’t kill, Nate thought and took flight up through the trees before leveling out to resume his path towards the park.
Once he arrived, Flora’s mixed army had just began to engage the enemy. Nate sharply inhaled before swiftly flying down and slammed a fist square in the nose of a trollish looking reptile demon. The croen kept going as that first demon fell then a second was punched and a third before he landed, while simultaneously roundhouse kicking a fourth and fifth.
A sixth came swinging his large bladed weapon at the croen as he landed. Nate swiftly jumped back then to the right upon hearing an angered snort, turning just in time to see the other soldier bring an axe down. His jaw tightened as bla