*Arrows flew through the air, hitting many of the demons - but sadly, not nearly enough. The horrors that were hit either screamed as their rage built, or simply fell to the ground.....dead. Loki had begun the first attack, the light spilt the first blood, now they were playing Set's game. A few chaotic moments passed, moments which seemed like they could have lasted forever, until it happened. As if a dark voice spoke out to every last of of them, the legions of darkness began, in completely unison, to charge towards Loki's army. So powerful was their march that the very ground shook as the hordes and hordes of unholy monsters ran towards the exhaulted. The ghouls, zombies, and lower undead were the first wave of attack.....with each wave the power of the monsters grew, the first being the weakest. Like a wave of evil, these slaves of The Dark Lord suddenly crashed into Loki's lines. They ripped and tore with their claws and teeth, the fury of their hatred was unseen by this world before - even Darklight held more humanity than these.....things. They enjoyed it - they enjoyed the chaos, the pain, the bloodshed. But the true horrors, the true bone chilling evil still stood within the dark castle that stood beyond the first of the battle-fields. From this castle, Ticonious looked down over it all. His mortal eyes suddenly caught sight of the arrow flying towards him. HIs face was calm as the arrow crashed into the opening of he window. Strange was it that whenever the arrow hit the space in the wall of the castle (acting as it's window), it suddenly broke and fell to the ground. Ticonious smiled. Were they really foolish enough to believe the greatest Necromancer in all creation, High Priest to Set himself would be stupid enough not to magically fortify his base of operations? Ticonious then searched for Loki himself, and found him.

*Suddenly, filling the air over the battle - Tioncious' voice echoed in the sky. Laughing his enchanting yet psychotic laugh.

"This is not an army.......it's a group of insects. If this is the extent of your power, then we have already won."

*The evil laughter continued until it faded from the ears of all. Back in the dark castle, Ticonious' mind link which projected his voice over the battle was broke off by his masters. The Four stood, in dark cold silence (as always), waiting the time for when they would be released - which would be soon enough. The Necromancer look to them, the Children of Set, and said calmly.

"The time comes my Lords.......be ready."


*Meanwhile, upon a mountain somewhere far away from the battle, Aeon and his lover stood talking, making their way up to the Temple of the Falcon. As they began making their way towards the temple, the silence of the mountains was broken. Suddenly, a horrible hyena-like laugh echoed from the mountains....something was come for the woman called Angel, something fast and deadly. Where it was now, none could tell - but it came with all the speed of darkness.