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Demon Hunters: Slayers Part 6

“Get on your rides, now…we must try to help them through!” Amelia shouted, jumping on her bike. All the others followed suit and fell to formation as instructed earlier.  
Jademere and I went to our respective vehicle and hovered behind the soldiers who were all hovering over the ground.  Our eyes were on the flying vehicles that had just entered through portal.
 
They were a dozen of them and they seemed to be on full throttle. They just blasted through the blue area and fly like bullets towards the waiting hordes.
 
Passing through the portal can be a little scary and overwhelming. I usually felt a timelessness in blue nothingness and a feeling of being transparent, I become molecules then come together again as I leave the portal.  So I would feel a little disoriented for a few seconds. The oncoming crowd didn’t seem to falter at all.
 
Suddenly the horde gave a shout and from the ground raised a phalanx of men skeleton in armour on fiery dragons which seemed to be on fire. There was a weird muffled roar as they rose up to meet the dozen soldiers.  
 
Amelia yelled and all of us soared up in formation. The horde were intent on the dozen soldiers from the portal that they didn’t notice us coming. I looked at the soldiers that just entered the portal and noticed that one of them was exceptionally muscular and he was a human who wore the orc armour.
 
“Fire Elemental,” I breathed and glanced at Amelia, Now I knew why she went on a mission that could strip her off her ranks and might even earn her a court martial.  
 
The other ten soldiers watched the approaching soldiers intently and I knew immediately that they volunteered because it concerned their loved ones. I wondered why I was roped in though as I was not related or involved with the homecoming soldiers.
 
The booms of guns sounded like thunder and the answering missiles from the dragons and undead were like red and blue lightning. There were roars of anger and pain, as they met in midair. The battle was fierce and blinding too, as the fire power were like clashes of giant forges.  
 
“Into Battle!” Amelia shouted and they rushed in. The three women hugging their machine and flying into the melee was a sight to behold. They began shooting at the milling horde in midair. They were noticed by the horde and soon they were dodging and shooting, flying, swinging and soaring through, above and under the flying undead.  
 
The eight other soldiers were shooting and dodging as well, cutting down bones of live-dead soldiers.  
 
The undead were not easily killed. They were put together by magic and twisted necromancy. The skulls must be shattered for them to stay down. Some of them came together again as their head was still intact. Watching them fly back on their dragon missing an arm or leg could be mind-blowing.
 
Jademere and I flew together over Amelia and the two women, shooting as rapidly as we could. At least I was. Jademere used her hands to create orbs of cold air that froze the target. What she froze I shot. The target made nice breaking sounds when they disintegrated.
 
Surprisingly, my elfin friend was quite collected. I thought that losing her brother would affect her and impede her judgment, but I was wrong. We were working together quite nicely.
 
The battle was fast and furious and we saw many undead and their dragons drop to the valley below, but there were more of them spewing fire and fiery arrows at us.  
 
We were tiring. But the undead were not, the battle was going into their favour and Amelia who was singed and wounded knew it. She flew close to Fire Elemental and signaled to him.
 
In unison they fired their guns crosswise and rode their bike around the milling dragon. They made a perfect circle of fire and then the twenty other soldiers closed into the circle with their fire.  
 
There was an explosion. The fire blew back towards the firing soldiers instead of closing the circle and I saw everyone thrown backward engulfed in flames. The roar of anger and triumph from the horde was deafening.    
 
Jademere and I retreated swiftly into the jagged mountains.  
 
To be continued….
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