The stage was set against the backdrop of an awe-inspiring cosmic tableau. The Victorious Fighting Army, a mortal assemblage of warriors, stood resolutely atop the thundering waterfalls.
Each member was a mortal existence at the very least, in the third world. Their presence commanded the attention of the worlds, if only there were not those present that transcended worlds.
Above, the magisterial army lounged upon the billowing clouds of the Heaven's Edge Domain, their forms both celestial and otherworldly.
Each brilliant figure was adorned in magnificent armor crafted from shimmering gold that caught the light of distant stars, radiating an ethereal glow.
The chest plates were intricately embossed with celestial motifs, depicting swirling galaxies and ancient symbols of power, fitting snugly against their torsos for both protection and freedom of movement.
