Return

Jamie's camp, already a field of carnage and destruction, now resembled an extract of hell itself.

The land was scorched emerald, covered in eternally burning white flames. The soil curved inward, forming deep trenches and craters that littered the area.

These craters brimmed with blood, flesh, bones, and corpses, strewn about in grotesque piles that seemed to stretch endlessly.

A thick, lingering killing intent saturated the air, mingling with the clashing intents and wills of countless entities. These forces tore at the natural flow of qi, creating volatile and chaotic storms that raged across the battlefield.

At the edge of this chaotic field of destruction, a lone woman stood.

She wore layered black and white priestess robes, her long, curly blonde hair framing her face and cascading over her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes radiated waves of slumbering power, their depths hinting at untold strength.