Your straining eyes witness devils high above, each flinging flames down toward the waves of hideous demons rushing up the hot currents to meet them. On the ground, the painful clanging of claws on scales and accursed cries of anguish are heard as ranks of rigid devils hold hordes of diabolical demons at bay. The balor generals rush forward, their flaming whips glancing off the unburnt flesh of pit fiends.
