The king looked at Azura with a curious notion. Meanwhile outside the city walls Malazar stood in front of his demon army. At the front of his army were the warriors of darkness ready to charge in and destroy assuming the warriors of light weren't on the scene. If they were there the warriors of darkness would have quite a time. Azura had already killed five of the warriors of darkness. Malazar was determined not to lose anymore. Malazar threw his hand up in the air for a short while. Then he swung down. The archers at the back of the army let lose raining arrows down on the city. Inside the city it was chaos. People dropped like flies as the arrows filled them will holes. Blood and corpses littered the streets.
Azura and his team stopped running to the front gate as they witnessed the horror unfolding. He grabbed his sword on his back and unsheathed it. "Come on guys. Lets end this." He spoke determined to stop the city from falling.