The city was in ruins, a darkened messed of burnt buildings and stray rubble under a reddened, smoky sky. Cars were tossed aside and strewn about like candy wrappers. Light poles, recently used as baseball bats, now lay on the ground, bent and useless for their previous task of lighting the night. In the distance, you could still hear distant howls and roars where the demons dwell.

A lone woman lay on the ground, sobbing, her face covered by black ash and her own tangled brown hair. She tugged uselessly where her leg was caught under a girder. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked in the distance, at a blanket-wrapped bundle. The ground shook, and she felt true fear.
"MY BABY!" she cried. Something had started tipping over a nearby apartment building, and it began to teeter downward, like a massive hammer towards the defenseless infant.
"MY BAAAABBYYYYY!"

A short distance down the street, yet more carnage ensued. An entire bus of people who failed to evacuate, now stood like sardines in a can as it was surrounded by merciless Hell Prides. The lesser demons slowly made way for a Wrath to march forward, carrying a heavy bomb on its shoulders. The humans inside screamed.

Above the city itself, a military helicopter was engaged in combat against a swarm of large, batlike demons. Its autocannon made short work of the ones it could hit, but it quickly grew useless as sheer numbers began to pry at the armor playing. The pilot inside drew his pistol, shouting and aiming at a gaping maw on the cracking windshield.