High above the ruined landscapes of the demon lands, the coalition of major races surged forward. Humans, elves, and dwarves moved with great speed, their combined forces cutting through the sky like an unstoppable tide.
So far, they had yet to meet any real obstruction, and were making excellent progress, until a shadow loomed over them.
WHOOOOM!
A violent windstorm descended from above, slamming into them with the force of a hurricane. Warriors were torn from their flight paths, struggling against the sudden tempest. Some crashed into the jagged terrain below, while others barely managed to stabilize themselves in midair.
A deep laughter echoed through the sky, following the sudden attack, and from a distance, a towering figure came into view. His form was monstrous, taller than most demons, and his body a mass of sinewy muscle wrapped in dark, jagged armor that appeared like a second skin almost. Even then, his neck was what drew the most attention.