Oct 27, 2004 22:34
It's over. The mortals and those who fought with them, we were victorious. The mood is somber. There is so much pain. Inuries and deaths among the ones who are left standing. Captain Holtz believes they will recover in time, but he said all wars end like this. No side ever escapes without loss.
We are returning to Los Angeles. Rixte will teleport us back tonight. It will be good to have another war to participate in. Perhaps there will not be as many casualties on our side in Los Angeles.
By the time Stephen and I arrived to finish off the final Turak Han, the sun was nearly up. I stayed under the shelter of a tree and helped Stephen as much as I could with the Turak Han. He delivered the final blow.
Stephen tossed various demons in my direction and I decapitated them. He killed many too. Mostly we were just cleaning up what remained. The mortals won the battle. They were the ones to win the war. They are stronger than most demons anticipate.