Ascendant Zion gulped as he watched the bedlam being wrought in the sky. Several winged creatures shot across the heavens with terrifying speed. But with even more terrifying velocity, strange distinctive beings crashed into the winged creatures, mercilessly and wickedly tearing them apart before they got a chance to dive downward.
Of course, as effortless as the tearing process appeared to his eyes, these distinctive creatures still encountered considerable resistance during their assault.
Nonetheless, it was appalling to witness. Only Sage Rian and his creatures were containing the situation in the sky. And they were facing Behemoths.
He felt his throat grow desert-dry. Over and over again, he tried to surmise how powerful each one of the guy's subordinates must be.
Sages? Ascendants? Paragons?