War continued to ride on top of Ruin, his fateful black phantom horse, swinging that massive sword named Chaoseater, slaying whatever demon dared cross him, he steer Ruin avoiding some bolts from those Demon warriors, War narrowed his white glowing eyes and used his left mechanical gaunlet to block any coming strikes while reining Ruin, galloping in a blazing fury of flames across the sands.

War's red hood and cloak could be seen willowing, the imposing Horseman of the apocalypse continued to slay any demon rider that crossed him.

"I will not stop.. I will not surrender.." War gritted his teeth, he would clear his honor and most importantly,his name, he was innocent, and he will make sure to prove it to the charred Council or Anyone.. he would not shamed his brothers Strife, Fury and most importantly.. Death.. he couldn't and wouldn't.

War continued unaware of someone else observing, he rode where the winds of chaos would blow.