The battlefield was a tapestry of chaos, woven with the clash of steel and the fury of unleashed magic. The sky above was torn open by the Elementals’ rage, their long imprisonment fueling an onslaught that threatened to consume everything in its path. Lightning cracked through the heavens, striking the ground with deafening explosions. The earth trembled beneath the weight of war, its very core struggling to contain the force of gods and warriors alike.
Seraphina stood at the heart of it all, her body alight with power. She had spent a year preparing for this battle, but no amount of preparation could compare to the sheer scale of destruction unfolding before her. She could feel the strain on her body, the cost of having poured a quarter of her life force into delaying this war. But she
