The Demonic Beasts rushed at the fleet hidden in the darkness. The Sage, Oliver Olsfer, closed his eyes and lowered his hand, towards Terra Damnum.
The Demonic beasts roared, the sound of hundreds of thousands of them roaring at once would instill fear into anyone, but not this fleet.
Boom.
The first detonation came from the sea.
A single bloom of fire on the horizon... there and then enormous, expanding outward in a perfect circle of light that turned the ocean orange for miles in every direction and threw the silhouettes of a thousand ships into sharp relief for a single, suspended moment. In that moment the true scale of what had come became visible all at once.
The fleet revealed by the fire it had started. The darkness weaponized and then split open by the thing it had been hiding.
Then the second detonation. Then the third.
And then, far too many to count.
