Apothis tensed, some thing was near... He grabbed his sword slowly, tightening his grip, just then he heard a bone chilling laugh, A laugh that belonged to something that should have been insane, it was deep, demonic, and it penetrated him down to his very soul. He felt a cold fear creep its way into his heart.
"Heh heh heh heh heh..." Heavy footsteps drew nearer
A shadow loomed across him, shrouding the water in darkness, all the animals scattered, in the distance a flock of birds took flight. Apothis eyes bazed electric blue, he flipped and spun, sword in hand ready to face the threat. His mouth dropped open slightly, the sword tip hit the ground, still in his hand, but all strength seemed to have left his arms. The blaze in his eyes flickered for a moment.
Three times as tall as a human, and about ten times as strong. Clad in black armor, consuming all light, no flesh was visible, the only thing that showed any indication were the two red lights piercing the shadow that surrounded the hellbaron. In one hand was a massive sword, completely black with diabolic symbols etched on its side. Slight smoke came out of the craks in its armor, eavy breathing, muffled, came from its helmet.
Apothis came to, he dove out of the way just as a black fire ball slammed into the bridge, blowing it apart. He was afriad of this...the Demons had shown their hand.