Chapter 92: Is this real?

The first thing I saw was dark ones. They were everywhere, like a surging sea of long, black limbs, engulfed in a chaotic frenzy of running bodies and raspy, demanding screams. Each of them raced in opposite directions, and not a single one spared us a glance; they were entirely engrossed in their battle with the enemy.

We stood behind the bushes for a few minutes, observing the utter mayhem in front of us in silence. There were a few tents which had been hastily put down, and it seemed like they had been surprised with an attack. Broken plates and discarded food scattered across the ground, evidence of a hasty retreat. My stomach growled in hunger, but I quickly stifled the sound by placing my hand over it.

But no one even glanced our way. They seemed to be consumed with panic and desperation.

And if there was one thing they could be scared of, it would be an entire army of demons.

Their enemy.

My Sam.

I stepped out of the bushes. Elle grabbed my wrist quickly, and I looked bac