Our fury helped us win the battle against Cerberus, and we were finally able to camp and rest.
We were so tired that we slept until dusk of the next day, and we were awaken by the footsteps of what sounded like an army, but much heavier than human; so we got up with our weapons and rushed to the hills.
We saw a herd of about 40 Bone picker demons slaughtering an army of about 700. When they were done, they gathered around a tall armored man, raising his left hand, he drew the life out of the demons and the combined force caused thunders roaring above him.
He looked to us, but did not come towards us because he saw in our eyes the same fear as the demons that he had subdued.
after he turned and walked away, our mages muttered:"Alastor, the high arbiter of the demons...."