The demon’s army had been preparing for years for the takeover of the modern world. Through prophecies, the modern world have also been preparing. There’s only so much mortals can do against an all-powerful evil underworld being.

“We’ll crush them before they know what happens!” The evil king announces to his laughing minions in his native tongue. “Humans can’t stand a chance.”

Just as that was said, a hole opened up and out climbed hundreds of demons. The humans, organized as best they could lined up their shot for maximum efficiency.

As the demons raced to the humans, they realized their speed was not what it used to be. Their flames not as hot. Their fangs not as sharp.

The prophecy told mentioned a battle fought on even grounds.

With that, the humans fired their shots, decimating an army of uninformed supernaturals. The king cursed a loud roar. Not understanding why things had not worked his way. The demons never stood a chance.