Doom da da doom
The war drums began to thunder relentlessly across the land, shaking the very ground beneath them. Vehicles stationed on the terrain roared to life and started to lift off, engines screaming, metal groaning under the sudden rush.
Meanwhile, those remaining World Cataclysms and Nexus States emerged en masse, climbing out from inside the armored vehicles and tearing through tunnels from beneath the earth, their auras flickering like dangerous, volatile storms.
Even so, despite their sheer presence, their numbers and the intensity of their auras were strikingly weaker, a clear and undeniable contrast to the forces arriving alongside Guardian Silas! The disparity was impossible to ignore; it hung in the air like a tangible weight.
