From the dissipating smoke, emerged Ogre Knights, their hulking forms encased in ancient, runic armor that hummed with a low, potent energy. Their presence was felt instantaneously, a seismic shift in the flow of battle. They tore through ranks of low-level demons in what seemed like the blink of an eye, their massive weapons cleaving through chitin and sinew with terrifying efficiency.
To observant eyes, those still reeling from the shock and the sudden surge of hope, it looked as if they were deliberately helping the ratmen, carving out pockets of safety, giving the exhausted fighters a crucial moment to breathe. It was at this precise moment, as if in direct response to this sudden, overwhelming intervention, that the Abyss itself responded. The chaotic swarms of lesser fiends recoiled, and a chilling, deliberate shift occurred: higher-tier demons began to take the front line.
