On the city wall, Baron Rivelle and his Knight Commander stood with utmost calm, their eyes narrowed as they tore their gaze away from Asher. Their heads turned forward toward the devastated landscape that had once been a flourishing forest. The sight that greeted them was nothing short of ruin, trees were uprooted, scorched earth stretched endlessly, and faint traces of chaotic energy still flickered in the air.
Amidst that destruction, they sensed two immense presences approaching, both exuding such power that even the air seemed to hold their breath. Although the two figures had yet to come into view, the oppressive weight of their existence pressed heavily upon the land, clear and undeniable.
