Two and One: Chapter Nine (End)
Grakdar lay on the ridge and closed his eyes as the red pillar of flame rose into the sky, licking the undersides of the clouds above. The Demon Lord was chanting his unholy spell to open the gates to the underworld and tear the world apart. "There are too many," Laira whispered. The demons were all around them, guarding the Demon Lord. Hundreds of them. Maybe even more. They were massive, their bodies twisted and grotesque. Their horns were black and twisted, their teeth were sharp and pointed. Their eyes were burning coals, filled with hatred and anger. "How are we going to do this?" Hope whispered. Grakdar looked at her, his eyes cold and hard. "We fight," he said. "Until we die." Grakdar charged at the demons, his axes raised. Laira ran behind him, her hands glowing with magic. Hope stayed back, her hands shaking. She had never fought like this before, and she was scared. "We do not live forever!" Grakdar sliced thr