The mountains of Ariel's Game were titanic, towering much higher than any peak on Earth. They were impressively rugged and durable, as well, nearly indestructible — they had to be, considering that each was meant to become an arena for tremendously powerful beings.
And yet, in every battle Sunny had fought in this miniature realm, the mountain in question would inevitably be damaged. The two clashes with the Ice Hive and the dreadful battle against Abundance had resulted in chilling devastation.
But even that level of destruction paled in comparison to what was happening to the Shrine of Truth volcano now that six figures — three figures of Ash and three figures of Snow — had collided on its slopes.
The unimaginable scale of the unraveling calamity contrasted strangely against the dreamlike, glowing beauty of the gilded clouds below. The billowing black veil of ash above was illuminated by the golden glow of the rising sun, as well, contributing to the striking sight.
