Army Of Darkness

This story is part 2 of The Siege, a 5 part series that started in Enamies At The Gates

Army Of Darkness

The demonic horde flooded into the courtyard; some through the now open gates, some jumping off the top of the wall. Although it was a good twenty feet to the ground, they did not appear to sustain any damage.

In the light of the fires scattered around the courtyard, I got a good look at the enemy for the first time since the assault began nearly twenty-five minutes ago.

Their swords were just as wicked as I had imagined, dripping with the blood of soldiers who had been unfortunate enough to get in their way. They cut through leather armor and plate make with ease, leaving bodies in their wake.

Their armor, black as a moonless night, was impressive and fearsome at the same time. From their shoulders to their waist slithered four golden serpents, two entwined on each side. In the flickering light of the fires, the appeared to be alive.

Their helmets were just as black, a dark version of my own. Similar golden serpents replaced the red crosses on mine; their black shields carried a similar insignia
The army of darkness advanced, striking fear into the hearts of the soldiers.

Several would have fled, but there was no place to go. I pondered the contrast of their black armor against my white suit. That is all the time I had. They charged.

I urged our warriors forward. This was it. If we failed to stop them, all was lost.