Somewhere in Mid Sector 100—
BOOOOOOOOM
The planet was engulfed in a massive, all-consuming battle at that very moment.
The sky itself seemed to burn.
It was impossible to determine the true color of the horizon, as layers of fire, smoke, and ash blended together into a chaotic blur of reds, grays, and blinding flashes of light.
It was equally impossible to tell whether the ground beneath was rock, mud, or something else entirely.
The surface had long since been torn apart.
Craters overlapped with shattered terrain, molten patches glowed between broken ridges, and thick clouds of ash drifted endlessly across the battlefield.
All that could truly be seen was destruction.
Ash.
Fire.
And countless glowing attacks streaking randomly across the planet like falling stars gone mad.
What if you extended your soul sense just a little?
You would immediately detect soldiers.
Endless numbers of them.
