The wall of roots in front of them began to melt.
A heartbeat later, a beam of fire punched through.
The flame was concentrated, compressed into a single line of destruction. The ground it touched was carved open, stone and metal evaporating instantly as the beam swept forward.
The Crimson Sky Wyrm raised its head.
The beam followed.
Buildings vanished. Defensive walls collapsed into molten slag. Entire structures simply ceased to exist as the flames tore through them. The heat rolled outward, so intense that even at their distance, everyone felt their skin sting.
"The outer ring—" Emily gasped.
Isaac's eyes widened.
The flames reached the outer ring of the city.
They were fighting in the inner ring.
The sheer scale of the destruction sent a chill through him. Infrastructure was being erased in seconds. Streets, towers, everything they had built to protect the city was being reduced to nothing.
Still, he forced himself to stay focused.
The citizens were underground.
