Beside her, a young blacksmith was swinging a green spear. It pierced the heads of any demons that tried to approach her beloved.
'I've seen them both around here before, so she was the princess...'
Nyx recognized that couple easily. Once, they sat in Mama Holga's tavern and talked for several hours. On that occasion, the princess' beauty was already striking, but her clothes were completely different from now.
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Shaking her head, Nyx reminded herself that she needed to have focus.
'I hope you two are lucky, may your love protect you from the evil I have created.
Moving forward with speed, Nyx was approaching the smoke origin that was flying up into the heavens. Around the pillar of black smoke that flew into the sky was a crater of fire that spewed a black goo outwards. That black goo was forming the lower demons, each time a greater number of those creatures appeared.