The branch was bent down by the rusty hook end of a brutal looking ax. A bestial and savage face looked out into the clearing.
The wreckage of the village of Hillis Aerogus was back lit with green flames and weird sparks licked the air with almost face-like appearances.
The Beastman let the branch move back into place. The wall of water that had come down and destroyed the village had swept into the forests where the Beastmen dwelt. After recovering from the initial damage and disruption the Beastmen had come out to raid their favourite food source. A small party had come and gone and brought back the rest of the, now much reduced, tribe.
A few grunts and what may have been words passed between the cloven hoofed warriors, sounds not audible beyond the line of the trees.
Then crashes emanated from multiple points along the woods edge as Beastmen came pouring out of the wilderness, their savage battle cries even audible over the thundering of their hooves.
The followers of the Changelord looked up in panic as two-handed axes were raised above bestial heads.
They did not have a chance to respond in the slightest before the savage warriors were among them, hewing the strange daemons apart with vicious determination.
As the weapons fell the skin of the daemons peeled back where they struck and two blue daemons sprang out of the cloven creature.
Not daunted by twice as many opponents as they had just been facing the Beastmen started right back in on the blue enemy.
As their weapons cleaved through the new foe more Beastmen dove into the fray. Now blue daemons were cut apart and left two flaming spirits each time one fell, so soon twenty of the blue horrors were replaced with forty capering flames.
The Beastmen's fury was not yet spent as they ripped into the new foe, after weathering heated blasts flying from their opponents appendages.
The whole time the Beastmen were ripping through the daemons the chanting of their bray shaman never ceased.
The rhythmic cadences whirled through their mind matching the thumping of their savage hearts and stoking them on to new feats of savageness.
More beastmen attacked the fungus looking, flame spewing monsters that had moved away from the fury of the assault. As they cleaved into the creatures one was felled but split in half producing two where the one had been.
Taking advantage of the shocked opponent they fled the fight and the beastmen were soon engulfed in burning warpflame from the creatures.
As fur caught and burned and limbs were melted off of torsos the few beastment not caught in the conflagration turned and fled.
The Beastmen had been heedless of their losses in their attempt to sweep the village clean. Even though the weird monsters they were fighting could barely match their savage prowess, the resistance the daemons put up was not for nothing.
Eventually the last of the fire creatures were stomped out of existence. But as the Beastmen looked up they saw that it was only four that still stood and a giant floating disc was bearing down on them with a huge fungoid monster on it.
Soon the last of the beastmen were caught in the immolating flame and lungs were sucked empty of air as eyes boiled in burning skulls.
Then, other than the crackling of flames, silence descended on the village.
