Fatal Choices

On the distant horizon above, two flaming suns were falling to the earth trailing a reddish fog that was similar to blood, and its aura was incredibly menacing. The earth that the titan Gothra'Inul was standing on had not shattered but no single part of it was not filled with cracks, especially in the position where the Eye of Time had once resided.

There was a massive crater in that position, so wide that one could drop a million universes inside of it, and it would barely fill ten percent of the enormous gash. Knowing how incredibly tough the earth he was standing on was, something that would require him to go all out to damage a small section of it that would not even encompass a few miles, he could hardly imagine the sort of power that would create such a terrible wound in such a short time.