While the Martial Sages of the Britannian Empire were locked in a brutal frontal war with powerful dragons, the Martial Sages of the Nest of Terra found themselves in a rocky, barren landscape.
One that was devoid of any organic life.
There was even the slightest ounce of vegetation or other flora.
There wasn't even the tiniest insect or critter scurrying about its surface.
And yet, the Martial Sages of the Nest of Terra were profoundly alert as they adopted a close-knit formation that covered all their blind spots. They stood, almost frozen, with a grim, dark expression as they beheld the vast, empty, barren land.
And yet, they could sense it.
They could sense the life they were unable to directly distinguish.
Powerful presences filled up the entirety of the region.
They could tell that they were being watched.
It was an eerie feeling.
