Demon of the South II

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==Summary==
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On the edge of Aandar forest, a small town known for its lumber sat sleepily under the dark sky. Only a pale sliver of the moon and the innumerable stars lit the sky. Everyone in the little town was sleeping for the night.
Completely unaware of the demon watching.
It started as a distant whistle, but it built, growing in sound until it sounded as though something going impossibly fast was about to shatter the sky.
A building exploded with a loud crack, fire shooting everywhere. The building only took a moment to be almost completely gone. Seconds later, another shared the same fate. Pandemonium came apon the town in minutes, humans scrambling to defend their home.
"Night Furies!"
"Start a fire brigade!"
"Grab your weapons!"
House after house got struck down in flames, and any unlucky humans with them. The ones driven into the street were flinging arrows into the sky with little luck, as their targets were almost invisible past the light of the flames.
Shrieks and roars filled the sky. Phantom watched from Storm's back, reveling in the destruction. It made him giddy with glee. Now, for the next part. He gave the next order.
Rip them to shreds. Don't let a single one escape. 
The Furies descended again, attacking the humans directly from the sky. Some even scooped humans up in their claws and threw them into things, or dropped them from great heights, or tore off limbs, or snapped necks.
Phantom slipped into the minds of dragon to dragon, enjoying it immensely. He could feel what they felt, see what they saw.
Blood spattering. Muscles ripping. Bones breaking.
All night, shrieks and flames.
None escaped.
As the sun rose hours later, Phantom and his Furies gave the town one last sweep, taking anything still left of value. Anything they wanted. Indigo reveled in the empty broken village, a big grin on his face.
He noticed a small human child's motionless body, thrown into a barrel and burned partially. A tiny hand still clutched a small doll.
He walked toward it and gently stoked a hand through the girl's hair.
"Nothing personal." He told her softly. "But you'd grow up to be just like the rest of them. I'm showing you mercy. Rest quietly, little one."
He stood and gave the clear out order, hopped on Storm's back, and they left the place deserted.