[~Hidan~]

Nichi had just started to break a sweat. They just didn’t stop coming, he had taken out about 30 of them cleanly but they just kept coming. Nichi was running around to the grappling hooks knocking people off the walls and freezing their attempts to scale the walls. It seemed in vain though, for every one he froze 3 more came up. Malice, Magus and Belial were no were to be found, Nichi could see from on the wall poor Titania running around trying her best to heal all those wounded. Nichi had long since broken off the arrow that was sticking from his armor, lucky for him he had remembered to wear his Mitheral woven armor for the battle, had he not he might be doing so well right now.

That’s when Nichi noticed him, standing with a smug grin on his face just outside archer range. Dacono was shouting orders and seemed very pleased with the progress they were making, near him stood another non-demon general. One Nichi had never seen before.

Ishia fought valiantly guarding the main gate; her soldiers had taken not even a scratch yet. This however did not seem to be a fortune that would last long, Dacono broke his way through the main lines and was on the outer edges of Ishia’s soldiers, they started to fall. Dacono was not any bit as weak as he had acted when Nichi thought he defeated him.

Nichi did his best to try to get to Ishia and he troops, but Dacono was moving too fast. Dacono was crossing swords with Ishia in no time. She held her own well so Nichi went back to fighting off the incoming enemy troops. All of what seemed to happen in hours only took several minutes. The war raged on through the night. Ishia and Dacono stay sword locked all night. Neither of them seemed to wear. The floods of demons kept coming. The forces of Gracia defended their lands well.