A tremor tore through the Aeonian, Elven, Angel, and Nullite domains as the Gardener ricocheted off their Aegis Shield like a skipping stone.
The sudden quake left each of the inhabitants feeling different waves of fear. People clutched their loved ones tightly, holding them as though they never wanted to let go.
At this point, every single race was already fully involved in everything occurring. The leaders of the different races hovered high in the skies behind their Aegis Shields, their expressions dark as they stared toward the horizon.
Aside from the Aeonians, who now had the humans relaying all the events to them, the other races had no idea what was happening.
They had expected a war between the humans and three other races. A swift, overwhelming annihilation of the weak.
But instead, they had gotten an apocalypse.
