The sky suddenly underwent a drastic change; the originally clear blue sky was covered with layers of black clouds in the blink of an eye, with thick lightning subtly flashing through them.
Everyone looked up at the sky, not yet having the time to be surprised, when twenty formidable bolts of lightning fiercely descended from the clouds, striking the very center of twenty War Ancient Trees!
Amidst a cacophony of loud cracking noises, each of the thirty-meter-tall War Ancient Trees shuddered violently, the human faces on the trunks twisted in agony. With their arms and claws made from intertwined vines stretched taut, large chunks of charred bark, branches, and fragments of wood fell, hitting the ground with noise. The Fallen Elves warriors who had once occupied the Arrow Towers atop the trees had turned into charred black shadows, flying apart in all directions.
