Control

the dva worker looked up from the rubble, their eyes burning from the fire and ash. They couldn't move, large boulders had crushed their legs.. panic and adrenaline would only hold back the pain so long. In a panic they tried to radio for help but their words choked in their throat at the sight of the demon approaching.

“Dir… Dirge has fallen, I repeat.. Dirge.. black mile, it's a Code Black Mile.”

Their voice came in pained rasps but they had to get the warning out.. even as the demon leaned over them. They screwed their eyes closed and waited for the lights of oblivion.

the lights came… and went. When they opened their eyes the rubble was gone and the demon held out a hand to bring them to their feet

"I would cancel that message.. we have come, but we are in control."

and with that, the demon strode towards the enemy