These demonic entities walked on more than two legs, and some of them even had hundreds; some had wings, and others seemed to be standing in the air with nothing holding them up.
I swear that I saw some that seemed to be made of the light from the pyramid rather than of flesh, and beyond them there were more, but my mind could no longer hold the shape of all these things anymore.
Demons in the millions, and then demons that were not demons in the way the smaller ones were demons, but were something larger and harder to look at, and the tide of all of them was pouring out of the pyramid and across the valley and toward my town.
As if that was not enough, there was a loud groan and the sky shattered.
I do not know how else to describe it. The sky above the valley broke as long fractures ran across the blue of it, the cracks visible against the morning light, and through the cracks, something else was visible.
