A faint sneer appeared on Patrick's face as he watched the demons swarming toward them, utterly unafraid of death. Of course, they deserved praise for that too. Even Paladins dying heroic deaths would pale considerably beside their fearless disregard for their lives.
The demons weathered the Fel Cannons' attacks with their bodies. Those struck were instantly torn into flying flesh and blood, splattering the other demons and further stoking their thirst for blood as they raced faster toward the Blood Elf forces.
"Sals, are you ready?" Patrick watched the demons, his face utterly expressionless.
"Lord Regent, I'll give those demons a taste of the Arcane Bombs' power." A savage grin filled Sals's face.
The demons braving the Fel Cannons with their bodies probably never dreamed that, just as they charged up to the Blood Elf lines, Arcane Bombs would come flying straight at them and blast them before they could react.
The power of the Arcane Bombs was beyond question. The blue light released by their explosions and the huge craters left in the ground all bore witness to their might.
The entire stretch between the Blood Elf forces and Forge Camp: Fear became an ocean of green and blue. All the Blood Elves, the Mag'har Orcs, and the two Demon Hunters watched the demons vanish beneath fel fire and arcane flames.
Once the demons in the distance fell completely still, Mathis and the others led their troops forward to finish off those fortunate enough to survive. As for Hilkus, after the cannons blasted him half to death, the Blood Knights and other forces surrounded and attacked him. The Pit Lord's enormous body slowly toppled, his foul-smelling fel blood pooling across the ground.
With the final Forge Camp destroyed, Patrick had completed every task he had promised Altruis. As the