Summoning was always tricky, but they needed the back up. This army of demons burn their way from Scotland all the way to London. Xander had hit upon the idea of getting a lot of water to drown them out—which reminded Willow of an old Scottish tale about a great Sea Spirit who drove off a Viking Armada at the behest of a sorcerer.
The summons was taking longer than expected and the demons were closing in. Willow was growing worried. She pleaded with the sleeping spirit as the fire demons grew closer—cornered on a cliff over the sea…
Then, Ogra rose from the ocean with an echoed roar. The demons recoiled in fear from the two hundred foot sea monster as her red eyes glared at them in the night sky.
Crossover with "Gorgo"