"What's the status in the mountains and waters?" Ares asked Arthur, who unfurled the Netherworld map using his green light magic.
With Silas's white light—capable of unveiling the veil of time—they could see the current state of the Siegren Peninsula.
Goulpass, Alnor, and Nertley. Bellesea, Yielden, Debian, Islefield Port City, all the way to the Harzelslack Sea, Raefus, and Malgrave.
The guardian dragons of the central waters were locked in fierce battle against dark soul monsters erupting from the fractured oceanic plates.
Towering waves, dozens of feet high, crashed into the port cities, obliterating buildings and sweeping away sailboats like fragile leaves.
Silas added grimly, "They're emerging from the depths of the sea too."
Arthur spoke with sorrow, his gaze fixed on the valleys now engulfed in flames. "Emberpeak, Duskwood, Shadowfen, Oakenvale, and Willowbrook have fallen to fire. The guardian dragons are gravely wounded.
