"I heard you wanted a war, funny I wanted it more." Appetite for Destruction; Vo Williams.
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The battlefield, once a testament to human resilience in the face of the undead, now stands as the epicenter of a cosmic showdown. The skies darken, casting a foreboding shadow over the land. The distant moans of the undead are drowned out by the palpable tension in the air.
Lucifer Morningstar, with his piercing gaze, surveys the horizon. Next to him, Mazikeen sharpens her blades, their metallic hiss echoing her readiness. Beside Mazikeen and Lucifer stands Mephisto and Azazel, prepared to fight. Captain America's shield gleams, reflecting the little light that pierces the gloom. Tony Stark, in his Iron Man armor, hovers slightly above the ground, thrusters humming. Stephen Strange's fingers twitch, arcane symbols glowing around his hands. Wolverine snarls, claws extended with a snikt, while Loki smirks, mischief and magic at his fingertips. At the forefront stands Ren, flanked by her vast army of upper-level demons, her pendant, the symbol of her status as the Warlord of Hell, pulsates with power. Her black dogs, Crinitus and Oscula, stand loyally by her side, growling lowly, sensing the impending conflict.
Opposite them, Amon stands tall, exuding malevolence. Flanking him are his council: Mastem, Ukoback, Adramelech, and Ravana. Behind them, a vast horde of lower-level demons waits, their numbers seemingly endless. Blended in with the crowd of fighters, the demonic children, grotesque abominations, stand ready to unleash their fury.
"I'm gonna fuck you mother fuckers up," Ren declares loudly, her voice cutting through the tense silence of the battlefield.
Amon sneers, "Let's go, sukkubs."
Suddenly, the battlefield erupts. The demonic children charge, their grotesque forms moving with unnatural speed. Strange quickly casts a protective spell, shielding the heroes. Stark launches a barrage of missiles, targeting clusters of enemies. Wolverine dives headfirst into the fray, his claws slashing through demon after demon. Loki conjures illusions, causing confusion among the enemy ranks.
Captain America, ever the leader, directs the defense, his shield deflecting and incapacitating foes. Mazikeen moves like a whirlwind, her blades finding their mark with every swing. Ren, channeling her Hellhound form, lets out a fearsome roar, rallying her legion of upper-level demons. They clash with Amon's forces; the sound deafening. Crinitus and Oscula, with unmatched ferocity, tear through the demonic ranks, their loyalty to Ren unwavering.
But Amon's council is formidable. Mastem's whip lashes out, ensnaring foes, while Ukoback's flames create barriers of fire. Adramelech unveils his devilish wings, taking to the skies, raining flaming spikes from his body down onto the battlefield. Amon unleashes a barrage of dark spells, challenging even Strange's magical prowess.
Mazikeen, with her unparalleled combat skills, takes on multiple demons at once, her blades slicing through them with ease. Wolverine, with his animalistic rage, tears through the enemy lines, his regenerative abilities making him nearly unstoppable.
