After bidding farewell to the dullness of the past, the Thunder Plains welcomed turmoil with a roar.
Within Iron Flame City, covered by the Threshold of a Thousand Eyes, the Mechanized Mountain of Decay roared skyward, spewing pitch-black oils from its mouth and nose. As they fell and burned in mid-air, they ignited clusters of emerald flames.
Where the flames spread, the towering Minotaur Warriors on the city walls screamed in agony, struggling to move their limbs, and toppled from the battlements.
Burning into a handful of ashes scattered by the wind in mid-air.
Disappearing without a trace.
The volcano's wrath erupted, and amongst the throngs, a crowned individual from the Stone Molten Dragons rose in fury, stretching out from the volcano with overwhelming fiery red, sweeping back and forth in the invading legion, spreading death.
A worm, covered in rotting ulcers, wrapped itself around the shell of the Mountain of Decay, spewing venom and plague from its maw.
