Chapter Ninety Nine

CHAPTER NINETY NINE

The demon king is a terrifying visage.

His face is covered with a black mask that is long and has two creepy looking horns that are extending from the top part. He’s wearing a sturdy looking armor that covers him from head to toe. However, that is the least bloodcurdling part of his presence.

My eyes are drawn to the creature that he is standing upon.

It’s a dragon.

A flying dragon.

A dragon with wings

My shock is immense.

And that’s not all.

He’s not alone.

He’s brought an army.

Where the demons on the ground look like wild creatures, the ones behind him on similar dragon like creatures, they are garbed in a similar fashion as him, minus the terrifying face mask.

They all have masks, but they look more like helmets than masks.

The army behind him look like seasoned fighters and if the hissing sounds of the elves around me is any indication, they too are just as shaken by their appearance.

“I came for what’s mine.”