Victor's wait was cut shorter than expected—it took only a day for the demons' fortress to be fully prepared, catching the Red Iron Republic's generals off guard. As the fortress gates creaked open, thousands of demons marched out in precise formation, accompanied by beasts and what appeared to be undead soldiers. The army continued to swell until a towering red demon stepped forward from the fortress.
Standing over two meters tall, with scales resembling those of a dragon, the demon's presence was overwhelming. His massive wings only added to his already imposing size. With two large horns and a reptilian snout, he let out a thunderous roar, prompting the entire demon army to raise their arms and echo his cry in unison.
If anyone had been asleep, they certainly weren't anymore. The blaring sound of horns erupted from both sides, signaling that war had officially begun in the northern territories.
