Return of the Reaper

Thousands of years ago, the Reaper, Demon Lord and ruler of all Creation, was betrayed and his empire turned to dust. Now he has returned, and is looking for revenge on the one who betrayed him.


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33. Chapter thirty three

Despite the fear that gripped the population, the preparations were made with great haste. Thanks to the demons’ knowledge, the walls were quickly reinforced, the emergency protocols were optimized and the soldiers were taught to coordinate in order to be able to take enemies that were much stronger than a regular human.

 

 Hearing the tales about the rats on the southern towns and cities, the Wise One went into the putrid sewers of the city, spreading an oily, poisonous substance. He spend a whole day there, watching with satisfaction as the vermin twitched and died, leaving his brother with one less weapon in his arsenal.

 

 Meanwhile, the Blood Sultan watched over the walls’ reinforcements, working hand by hand with the human engineers and masons. The demon was surprised upon realizing that the humans hadn’t let time idly pass by. When his race still governed, they were barely above wild animals, but throughout the centuries they had developed many ingenious devices that made up for their lack of strength. This, and their amazing capability of working without struggling towards a common goal deeply surprised the demon.

 

 The Reaper and Erandiril spent their time locked with the high command of the city, analyzing possible situations, from the catastrophic to the optimistic. The latter, however, were very few, for they knew the humans could never reach the monstrous strength of their attackers.

 

 They were discussing possible reactions in case of a breach in the walls when the Wise One entered the room. After giving a respectful bow to the Reaper, he turned to speak to the king and his generals. “The works are advancing quickly, but even if we had a year it wouldn’t be enough to safely protect us from the incoming storm.” His voice, cold and fatal as death itself, gave the chills to those who heard it. “Your troops are making remarkable progress, but it’d be impossible for them to face those who come against us, not even if the Seven were here to guide them.”

 

 He let a few moments for the gravity of his words to sink in and continued “The city will fall, but I might be able to make the attackers pay a dear price for it.”

 

 The Wise One then spent a long time explaining the details of his plan. When he finished, dread filled the hearts of those present.

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