Destruction

Velian stood atop a crumbled tower, his golden eyes scanning the city below. The once majestic buildings now lay in ruins, crumbling under the weight of his devastating magic. A wicked smile played on his lips as he relished in the chaos he had unleashed upon the kingdom.

"What secrets were they hiding from us? Is it the guild or merchants? Or royal palace?" Velian mused to himself, his voice filled with dark curiosity.

"Why did they provoke me with their deceit? There must be something of great value they sought to keep hidden, but my presence is disturbing for them."

As the wind whispered through the desolate streets, Velian's gaze sharpened, his eyes alight with determination. He was no ordinary mage, but the holder of the power that could simply create chaos in this world. And now, he had set his sights on the enigmatic secrets of this once proud kingdom.