Dream of demons

I, Julian, they call me Saint walk in my black jacket up a mountain fighting off demons, below me, a ruined earth stands an army of the last of mankind stands with me as the battle beings i see the man in the grey trench coat, Blackheart, going for the object were fighting for. we see one another he fires four shots from his revolver and i lift a rock to block it see draw our blades and being to fight