The demons who had once terrorized the lands of the world had once again appeared. The higher council had summoned the strongest soldiers of Earth.

Your hooves clacked against the marble floor as you entered the elegant room of the high council. Horns sprouted from your head and scales matching that of dragons draped your skin.

Once you had been human, but through a ritual of pain you had become half-demon. The hatred for demons burned in your heart, but fighting fire with fire proved useful.

Another entered the room, he wore an armour of glittering gold with a bright pattern of white metal sunburst across the chest. Even though he wore a helm you recognized his shimmering blue eyes.

Keegan, a warrior of the light stood before you, his eyes narrowed at the sight of you. He hated your kin, he hated how someone could imbue themself with such dark powers.

The two of you were to work together, to defeat a squadron of demons massacring a nearby city. None of you were happy to work together, but the council demanded so.

So you and Keegan set out to the city, ready to kill the demons, but the hatred for one another could mean the downfall of the both of you.