Chaos

The air was alive with chaos.

The shimmering threads of the barrier flickered and fractured, crackling like lightning before erupting into a blinding burst of light.

The ground quaked beneath Seth's feet, and an earsplitting roar drowned out all sound.

For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.

Seth stumbled back, shielding his eyes. Splintered Trees and the earth groaned under the force.

The once-intact barrier crumbled into shards of fading magic, leaving only a gaping void.

Dark fog seeped from the void left behind, reeking of decay and metal.

It rolled forward like an unstoppable tide, the earth blackening beneath it.

Villagers' screams pierced the air as the fog crept closer, twisting trees and warping the ground into unnatural shapes.

The fog carried a stench that clawed at his throat, a mix of rot and burnt metal.