What happened next was simple—yet utterly horrifying.
Without warning, waves of fire erupted across the battlefield, stretching for kilometers and rising hundreds of meters into the air. The flames exploded outward with such speed that they instantly engulfed thousands of Reapers in their path. These fires didn't burn like normal flame—they burned with an intensity so extreme it drained the surrounding area of oxygen, creating a vacuum that should have extinguished them. And yet, they continued to burn, feeding on something far more volatile than mere air.
The blood of the five hundred thousand human soldiers served as the fuel. It turned the entire landscape into an inferno, as if the ground had suddenly been replaced by the surface of the sun, melting the very ground.
