The next day, Max and Alice left without delay. Their destination was the Lower Domain, specifically the Elven Kingdom. Max carried Alice in his arms as they traveled through the sky, cutting across the vast lands of the Middle Domain. They flew swiftly, yet the scenes unfolding beneath them were impossible to ignore.
Everywhere they looked, war raged.
Cities smoldered with smoke that reached high into the clouds. Entire regions were torn apart by battles between humans, demons, and ascendants. They saw shattered fortresses, burning forests, frozen plains cracked open by chaotic energy, and once-peaceful villages now reduced to ruins. Screams, explosions, and the overwhelming scent of destruction filled the air like a storm spreading endlessly across the continent.
There was no corner untouched.
There was no moment of rest.
The war had not stopped for even a heartbeat.
