Although I was posed I kept fighting my way through and trying to catch up to dark. I fought with my trusty sword at hand. Then one of those bastards broke my sword. I killed him with the sharp end of it and took his spear. I continued to fight to catch up Long after I lost sight of them. After a while I had a clear path, so I flew to get out of there. Unfortunately for me one of the demons decided to throw a spear at my left wing. It shocked me, the pain was so quick and intense that I plummeted hard to the ground and blacked out.
I came to in a chamber, I remembered what was going on so I fought to get out of there. I needed to find a way home from that place, wherever I was. I took down to guards and I ended up limping my way out. Blood was dripping all over the place. My blood, and I knew I was losing a lot of it too fast. I came across a hallway, there towards th end stood a man. Tall and black all you could see were his beady eyes and horns sticking out from his head. I was so fo