Asher sat atop the golden Astra Dome he had conjured, a magnificent, radiant barrier that spanned the entirety of the Rivelle Barony like a divine canopy. From his elevated perch, he gazed down upon the chaotic battlefield below. Within the city, the clash of soldiers and monsters echoed through the streets, while beyond its fortified walls, two titanic duels raged, one between the Baron and his Goblin adversary, and the other between the Knight Commander and his monstrous foe.
The shockwaves from their clashes struck the golden dome in endless succession, sending vibrations and tremors that rippled across its radiant surface. Explosions and quakes resounded like the beating heart of destruction itself, but Asher held firm, his Perfect Astra Control ability sustaining the structure even as it strained against the overwhelming force.
