The huge fissure was right in the thick of the endless caverns. Everyone could now see clearly the condition down there, and the sight that greeted them was nothing short of apocalyptic.
The entire underground network had turned into a sea of liquefied poison, glowing rivers of green with black and purple swirls. Chunks of collapsed tunnels floated atop the viscous surface, half-dissolved bodies of countless beasts bobbing in the toxic tide.
The air was thick with smoke and miasma, but even through that haze, the truth was impossible to miss. Everything was dead. Even after everything was dead and half-dissolved, there were corpses everywhere. Countless beasts had died, and the river of poison seeped out.
The famed hive of the Beast Lords, their strongest defense, their sacred ground, was utterly and completely annihilated.
