Asher stared down at the battlefield from above as he floated effortlessly in the air, suspended with an almost unnatural stillness that made him appear detached from the carnage below. After a couple of seconds, he gradually floated downward, his feet finally kissed the earth with graceful ease.
His purple eyes shifted to the left, then to the right, then behind him as he assessed the battlefield with a calm and calculating gaze. Although he was still within the forest, the side he had fought in had been reduced to absolute devastation. Nearly a three-kilometre radius had been reduced to ruins, the once vibrant wilderness now resembling the aftermath of a catastrophic calamity.
