Flickering Candle

The tower lit up, and an arrow tore through space. As it approached them, it suddenly exploded into multicolored dust, like a beautiful firework. But... a strange, indescribable smell permeated the air.

"This isn't a distress signal. What the hell are they doing?" the enemy vice-commander asked, confused.

"Ignore them. Activate the transport formation," Pouzek ordered. He also sensed that something was a bit off, but... what could this powerless tower possibly do?

Suddenly, a warrior who tried to follow the orders shouted: "Commander, the spatial laws around us have changed. The formation can't activate!"

The transport formation trembled a few times as he tried to activate it, but nothing else happened.

"What? That's impossible! The spatial laws here are immortal-level!" the vice-commander said, clearly panicking.