Outside the Azure Sky Fortress, this asymmetrical war of annihilation was drawing to a close.
Three Golem Legions pushed outward across the battlefield.
Spider Slayers burrowed into the piles of corpses, finishing off Demons feigning death. Peacekeeper PX-3s formed multiple blockades, silently and efficiently clearing out the Demon remains on the scorched earth to establish a cold, steel defensive perimeter.
Occasional explosions echoed from the distance.
With every blast, the people inside the fortress grew a fraction quieter.
The Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine hung like a stagnant storm cloud, bearing down heavily upon the Azure Sky Fortress.
Below, four Witch Kings gathered in the council chamber. The corridor outside was packed with First-level Wizards from the two major factions, yet no one spoke a word.
