The three celestial battlefield now lay in ruins, a shattered land scarred by the fury of war. Jagged cracks split the earth, some no wider than a finger, others yawning open like the maws of ancient beasts, deep enough to swallow entire legions. Scorched craters pockmarked the ground, their edges still glowing faintly with lingering embers, whispering of the devastating clashes that had raged here. Dust and debris choked the air, swirling in restless eddies with every gust of wind, carrying the scent of charred flesh, burnt metal, and the sickly iron tang of dust.