Jason stared at the town before a small smirk crossed his face. His helmet appeared around his head to complete the armor. "We have a couple of friends in there. Two demons, both a lower ranking in the warrior caste. So not terribly great at fighting against beigs who know how to combat a demon. And it looks like one is my dear old friend Grüti. This will be fun." Jason says to the scout group. Through the darkness, Jason saw two figures standing at the mouth of the village. One was about 14 feet tall, with massive (and sharp) horns sprouting from its head and a long and powerful tail. The being was red and literally had a fire for eyes. The other one was much the same, except instead of horns it had wings and razor sharp teeth. It was also green anf only about 10 feet tall. Both demons wore actual chainmail armor, and had massive maces in thier hands. Jason glared down the bigger being who slowly took one step towards them.