Jackson rolled over in his sleep, having troubled nightmares. A demon had a massive broadsword out, and was cleaving through people of a town like they were nothing. Its blade shattered swords, demolished armor, cut through bone like paper. He awoke to a roaring noise outside. He poked his head out his window. There it was. Oh, god, why could he never bring up something good!?! The demon laughed, its broadsword already cutting into people. Knives were thrown. A couple people even had guns. The guns were the only thing even hurting the monstrosity. It ran towards the gunmen, and they shot again and again. A couple people took out blowguns with poison darts. At least this... this thing had been killed.
(Sorry, super short chapter. Next chapter will prob be rlly long to make up for it