[b]The Town[/b]

Those by train would find it screeching to a halt well outside the station. Despite the heavy armor, there was a good reason they didn't take it any closer than a few miles outside the town; the demons would swarm the train as it pulled in, knock it over, and slowly, but surely, penetrate the armor as they clawed towards those on board. The conductor woulld give his call for them to be let off and then back the train away from the small town.

The town itself would be found in utter chaos. Many of the buildings had caught fire, either from the demonic firespitters, or those trying to take a few with them, leaving nothing but ashes and the charred bones of those buildings that had manage to resist just long enough to create the haunting evening shadows.

The demons would not leave such a haven. There were always scraps that were missed. Many would move around the town, drawn by the crystal that had brought them there in the first place. The main horde, of course, was gone, but the tower, reminiscent of a broadcast tower, would, of course, have a number of demons clasping to its sturdy metal structure, cackling away, many gnawing on bones with small remnants of flesh. By virtue of the behavior, there was an almost ceremonial pile of bones at the base of the tower - at least the remains of forty people including the remains of the very young.

There was clearly one demon at the base of the tower that had established itself as the alpha. It was larger, clearly more intelligent than the others. It was a Juggernaut, or at least that was the general term. They were hardier than the common Ravagers, the smaller ones with sleek black claws. The Juggernaut was an impressive 12 feet in height and had taken on pieces of metal in a makeshift armor. Like most, it was capable of grasping and wielding items with surprising dexterity, having taken up a blood soaked piece of metal it had fashioned into a crude, yet effective blade with intentional serrations across its edge - making it more of a saw than anything. 

At least thirty-five ravagers had taken position across the tops of the buildings around the tower, most basking in the evening sun, much like cats. Many more lurked further out, daring not to approach the Juggernaut's territory without his approval, which they had not gotten.