The sky was dark and heavy, thick with storm clouds that covered the sun, a golden crack tore open the sky like a wound in the heavens. From this glowing rift, hundreds of glowing energy spheres poured out, each one carrying a team of warriors within.
High above the earth, six figures appeared, flying side by side. They wore black armor that gleamed like obsidian, and huge dark wings beat the air behind them. At the front flew Fray, his cold eyes locked on the chaos below.
Rain crashed down from the clouds, soaking the land in a freezing storm. A thick mist twisted through the air, curling around the trees and hiding the world beneath like a secret waiting to be uncovered. Below them spread a vast, shadowy forest—its tall trees stretched like claws toward the sky, their roots tangled in secrets.
