Thread:Tybereous/@comment-26535281-20160801214757/@comment-25606723-20160809145803

The men are running the short distance to the city, and preparing to shut the gates. Some go down in flames, screaming for a few seconds before their blood boils and their brains melt. Some slugs come from the city, but they bounce harmlessly off of the armorlike scales of the 'Dragons'.

The 'Dragons' circle the Devil, just out of reach. One of them much larger than the others and with many more battle scars steps forwards.