A sound like a scream from the sky tore through the air.
A torrent of light and pure destructive pressure surged like a wave, striking the land below, erasing the ruined village with cataclysmic force.
A pillar of destruction shot across the horizon. From the capital, people turned their heads to the south. The sky had lit up, and the ground beneath them trembled.
"What is that?" a knight gasped.
"W... What now?" someone whispered. "This hell never ends..."
The New Horizons members paused, glancing toward the horizon where the shockwave had echoed.
Crest knelt beside a corpse, his hands trembling as he looked up. Arkel stood frozen, eyes wide in disbelief, while Cassandra shielded a child behind her cloak.
"What... was that?" Crest whispered.
Back at ground zero, nothing remained of the village. The land was black and orange, a paint of molten rock and scorched stone.
Puddles of glowing magma dotted the ruins.
Belzerion stood in the center, wings unfurled.
He looked down.
