Golden, sacred Magic and eerie green Abyssal Magic collided within the canyon, unleashing thunderous booms that lit up the entire gorge.
Arrows streaked through the air like shooting stars. Some found their mark in the bodies of the Abyssal Demons, while others were dodged, embedding themselves in the cliffside rock.
Ascender Swordsmen swung their longswords, engaging the Abyssal Demons in ferocious close-quarters combat. The clash of steel, the shriek of demons, the roars of the Ascenders, and their agonized screams all wove together, composing a brutal symphony of war.
One of the Ascender archers drew his bow, his arrow glowing with a golden aura. He loosed it, precisely striking a diving abyssal bat. The creature shrieked as it plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground. It twitched twice, then fell still.
