*I wrote this chapter while listening to Ezio's Family, so if you want the best experience, listen to the 10-hour loop I will post in Discord.*
The world inside the barrier suddenly shattered, revealing the horrifying sight of the entire Fallen Army in ranks and prepared for battle, but that alone wasn't enough to shake Brance; instead, it was the sight of all 50 of his SpecOps troops.
Their bodies had been hacked to pieces and stabbed into pikes, one for each arm, leg, torso, head, and, worst of all, their wings.
"ALL TROOPS RETREAT; FALL BACK THIS INSTANT!" Brance roared, breaking his stealth skill and flaring up with HolyFire.
"Hehe, General Demiurgos, it is far too late." Striding forward with his hands behind his back, Demon Lord Livyatan came forward, and his chilling voice had overridden Brance's. Floating behind him were the spines of all fifty of the LightBringer Warriors that Brance had unknowingly sent directly to their death.