The demonic figures rushing toward the sentinel line possessed bodies structured like those of humans, with the only differences being their crimson-red eyes with slit, demonic pupils. Each of them bore a short horn on their forehead, clearly distinguishing them from humans.
Although they looked similar to humans, their demeanor was far removed from it. Wide, revolting ear-to-ear smirks were stretched across their faces, and their bodies exuded an ominous, impure aura that poisoned the air around them.
One by one, the platoon leaders, along with their subordinates, began leaving the wall, descending to clash with the demons below.
"Quick! Follow me," Nathan said, rushing toward the edge of the wall.
His subordinates followed without hesitation, and so did Taranis, though he was slightly confused.
