A violent tremor rocked the earth.
It wasn't the first, and it would not be the last.
It was difficult to tell if it originated from the stirring volcano, or the imploding mana pools as the Fae drained yet another mana pool of energy in their sinister spell.
The mana pools imploded in quick successions, only to be replaced by yet another. Fort Inferno was a territory blessed with an abundance of natural magic, not even the Fae's efforts could change that.
It was only to their benefit. No matter how many mana pools they destroyed, there would only be more to replace it. They would never run out of energy and their spell thrived, rich and vicious.
Neveah stood atop the Southern watchtower of the city gates, her eyes locked onto the enemy encampment in the vast forest surrounding the lower and middle districts of Infernal City. From this vantage point, she could see everything.
