Raza moves on from his camp site and continues West. He has been on his own for six months now, with no sighting of humans or demons. He can’t decide which is worse.

When he awakens in the morning, after fifteen hours of unsound sleep, he rolls out of bed onto the floor that's been flooded.

In a last act of defiance, Layla stabs Mors in his center eye, but is pulled limb from limb as the demon screams in anger and Michael cries out in despair.

Michael grabs Raza and places him on the horse, and sends him with a slap on the horse’s rear. The boy rides as fast as he possibly can, but cannot resist the urge to turn and look back at his family.

Raza leaps away from the water, spilling his pale. He sprints back to his village to tell his parents of his vision.

As the demon army spreads across hundreds of thousands of miles, the scattered remains of mankind seek shelter at the most secluded corners of the world.

Hell on Earth. In a world of sword and shield, the human race was not prepared for the clawed plague that would crawl its way out of the fissure portals from the realm of Hades.