Artificial star

Lord Mighty sensed it before seeing it. A tremor ran through the arena, both ethereal and physical. The air and ground under the floor shook, eventually affecting that partially maimed metal surface.

An earthquake encompassing the earth and sky took over the area, opening cracks in the floor and air. Pieces of metal bent and shattered everywhere, gradually levitating as their fabric split even further, creating black whisps that hovered above the surface.

The event had no specific pattern or arrangement. The destruction unfolded in random spots, some far distant from each other. Still, the process was identical every time, and its source was obvious.

More and more chunks of the floor broke, crumbling into rising clouds of metal dust. Trails of that dark gas littered it, almost resembling injuries that bled into the air.