The sky split.
Something fell, like a wound bleeding light.
From the clouds above, the colossal magic circle unfurled like a second sun. It burned its way down, crashing right into the barrier of the city. The surrounding landscape was blown away while the pillar of blazing flame burned crimson and gold. As it clashed into the dome, another circle was drawn. Fifteen shining rings emerged while symbols on each sigil hummed as if welcoming the destruction it would cast upon Lioness. The pressure was on, and two energies clashed against each other; one stood tall to protect while the other came like a tsunami wanting to swallow everything. The air became even heavier as the spell tried to break through, pushing, causing the mana to condense into a single, unstoppable descent, creating torrents of shockwaves that made the dome shake even more.
