You want a battle?: The people of the towns grow angry and restless, their minds closing as their emotions begin to take hold. They form a Militia against the Blach, knowing thar no hope will come to them. The army of her majesty as fully fallen a long time ago, and they knew that full oppression will always exist with the demon from the earth still above. They did not care if they died that night, be they bathed their blades in Holy Water.