The screams started when Leith was finishing up his meal. Everyone in the dining hall grew silent as the sounds of battle grew closer. Leith stood up and put his gauntlet back on as be prepared for the worst. His preparations were not unfounded. The doors burst open, and all hell broke loose. Demons started forcing their way into the dining hall, killing indiscriminately. Some of the people in the dining hall screamed as they fled, while others got ready to fight. One of the guardsmen was killed right by the table Leith was standing beside. The demon that killed him quickly moved on to the next guard. 

Leith flinched as a large demon smashed through the wall he was standing beside. Luckily, the demon didn't notice him and went after someone else. Another demon walked through opening made by the other demon followed by five other demons It noticed Leith and sent three of the human-sized imp-like demons his way, before continuing into the centre of the hall and wreaking havoc. 

Leith was frozen. He had no clue how to react to this situation. This wasn't like Tyrael's demonstration on Opening Day. These demons really intended to kill him. He shook himself from his panic and quickly scanned the area around him for anything that he could use. The table he was sitting at was not far from him. There were a couple of barrels of alcohol against the wall, and there was a torch sconce with a torch on it.

Leith's eyes lit up as he got an idea. He needed to do it quickly for it to work. Without any further hesitation, he grabbed the torch out of its sconce, and then he grabbed the closest alcohol barrel with his gauntlet and threw it at the demons. The barrel hit one of them and burst open, spilling its contents all over the demon. He threw his newly acquired torch at the alcohol covered demon and turned to face the other two when the alcohol caught fire just in time to get tackled by one of the demons. 

The demon's head plowed into Leith's stomach and knocked the wind out of him. The force of the tackle lifted him up into the air, and down onto the ground, hard. His head hit the stone floor, and he could see stars. The stars quickly went away as the demons started clawing at him. Pain flooded Leith's mind as he tried to defend himself against the vicious attacks. In a last ditch effort to stop the pain, he swung his right arm out and grabbed onto something. The strikes to his face stopped, which made Leith open his eyes. He had grabbed onto one of the demon's horns, and it had stopped its attacks to try and get the gauntlet away from the horn. Leith twisted his wrist and snapped the horn off into his gauntlet. 

The demon howled in pain as it grabbed at its wound, which caused the other demon to halt in its attacks to see what the problem was. Leith took no time in turning his hand around and stabbing the demon in the head with its own horn. Blood sprayed everywhere as Leith pulled the horn out. He was going to try and stab the last demon, but he gripped the horn too hard and it shattered, so instead, he pushed the dead demon off of him and ran as fast as he could, the last living demon close behind him.

He didn't dare look behind him at the demon that was so close to catching him. All he did was run. He nearly ran into a white Esyire in his haste.