Dragonhold wasn't the only kingdom that had gods fend for them.
Different other gods, Archons, High gods and Lesser gods materialized across the world. They appeared as flashes of light, with each one representing beacon of hope against the encroaching darkness.
One such god descended upon the burning remnants of Yul'thera. The City of Amazons.
The Archon, Orion.
And the arrival of the other gods behind him made quick work of most of the demonic forces that had overrun Yul'thera.
Divine magic lit up the sky as gods unleashed their power without restraint, vaporizing entire swaths of demons.
But as the lesser demons fell, two figures emerged from the chaos.
Asmodai and Astaroth.
The twin children of Morrigan stepped into view with their eyes locked on Orion and unbothered by the carnage around them.
Asmodai wore flowing dark robes and held up two katanas on both hands as a purplish-dark aura radiated from him, faint but unmistakable.
