And they were everywhere.
Demons. Dozens and dozens of them in all ranks. Wraiths, ghouls, shades- demons swarmed the place. They wreaked havoc all around. Not an inch of the town was left unturned. Roofs were ablaze, windows and doors were broken into, and everything they saw, they destroyed.
Anyone who tried to escape was torn apart mercilessly, limb by limb. Screams filled the air. Blood flowed through the street like a cursed river, driving the fledgling demons into a frenzy. The stench of death blanketed every surface. No one was spared, old or young.
The dark clouds that covered the midnight sky seemed almost threatening. As if they would descend on the wreckage any moment now, as if the worst had yet to begin. The darkness had declared war on Silverwood and its inhabitants.
