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Lucille could easily sense that this was the day. Hordes of monster arrived at the palace and soon everyone was shouting and attacking. She only had enough time to grab a bow and start shooting, the dark, enormous figures falling or, at least, slowing after receiving her arrows. The rest of the archers were doing the same, wave after wave of arrows falling at the army, figures falling, blood painting the ground before the palace. 

But they kept coming. After every demon fallen, a group of them advanced some more. The shouting and battle soon got inside, smoke and darkness covering them all and making it more difficult to shoot their arrows. The scent of war and the dying started getting to Lucille, her eyes watering while she coughed, trying to keep shooting, to stop one more of them, to help a little. She still felt the eyes of the others on her, nobody expecting her, the ghost that never did anything important, to hold her own in the middle of a battle like this. [color=007236]"They are coming! The North door!"[/color] she shouted to no one in particular, seeing by her side how a group of demons could easily get past the arrows coming down continuously.

Her arms were starting to weight far more, having to use all of her strength to keep her bow up and keep shooting. Still, she got hit after hit, though they started to feel weaker, only slowing down the monsters. Almost none of the demons fell that easily now. As the soldiers in the palace lost their hope and strength, as they were, the demons appeared stronger, even happier. Their cruel smiles were visible even in the distance. Their cackles were starting to sound even up there, giving Lucille the chills. They didn't have much time. 

A shout closer than normal got her attention. She turned, checking the entrances to the place where they were, noticing that there were bodies there. The demons were getting to them.