The Eldarf Team arrived at the harbor noticeably later than the groups that had been dispatched toward the other battlefields.
By the time they reached the western districts, reports from the communication brooches had already informed them that several of the other teams had successfully engaged the dark mages and begun turning the tide of battle. Yet upon arriving here, Anore quickly realized that rushing into the fighting immediately would accomplish little.
For once, their intervention was not urgently needed.
The battlefield was already occupied by a monster of a different caliber.
The rain had stopped some time ago and the dark clouds that had smothered the skies throughout the afternoon were gradually dispersing. Shafts of fading sunlight broke through the clouds and illuminated portions of the ruined harbor in gold and crimson.
Anore stood atop the remains of a collapsed warehouse overlooking the battlefield below.
