The sun hung high above, its radiant rays pouring relentlessly down upon the scarred world below. Within the heart of a once-vibrant forest, those same rays filtered through smoke and ash, illuminating a scene of utter devastation. The forest, once teeming with serene greenery, was now painted in destruction and ruin.
Choking, suffocating fumes churned through the air, swirling like restless spirits unwilling to leave the battlefield. The haze of dust floated across the space, thick and suffocating, reducing vision to a blur of shifting shadows.
Trees had been annihilated; some torn cleanly from their roots, others snapped violently in half, while countless more were shredded to splinters and set ablaze, their charred remains still crackling with flame.
The earth itself had not escaped devastation. Ravines and craters tore through the ground, sprawling across the landscape as though a reckless god had taken brush to canvas, each stroke leaving a scar of chaos upon the terrain.
