The moment the formation activated, the air ignited. But it did not ignite like a speak catching oil.
No.
It ignited like the universe itself had been set ablaze by the first fire in existence.
BOOM!
A concussive wave rippled out as the colossal magic circle in the sky trembled... then it pulsed once.
And everything changed.
The center of the formation, where the white-gold flame flickered, expanded into an intricate, spinning prism of layered divine mechanisms.
It was not just light.
It was not just flame.
It was a combination of both, and it was like a force of judgement.
Thousands of beams of white-gold fire-light burst from the center, and a massive burning golden white wing was formed.
The massive golden white wing released tens of thousands of white-gold beams of fire and light, and they spiraled into geometric arcs that rewrote the sky.
The clouds shattered.
Not parted.
But shattered.
Like fragile glass under the breath of a star.
