I sat up, bolt upright. Now? I thought. Why? I stood up, careful not to wake the others. For a moment Numen stirred, shifting a little before turning away. I stepped out of the tent, shaking my head to clear it. Page was right, the portal was open, I could feel the faint pull at the edge of my mind, pulling me away from the warzone.
I stared at the horizon, rubbing at my wrists. Now… it had to happen now… I thought to myself. Most of the army was still asleep, though the walls were still fully manned. I began to pace, idly wondering if the demon army needed to sleep. Though if they didn’t this war would probably have been over already.
[With the portal open, we can leave now.] Page said. [Why are you hesitating?] It asked. Its voice shocked me, not least because of what it had suggested. You want me to just… abandon them? [They do not need you to hold the line. From what we have seen the behemoths they talk about have yet to displace the army.]