[: Daniel's POV :]
The next stop we appeared at was another continent and that was the Dwarf Continent.
The difference in mana density hit me the moment space folded open.
The air tasted of metal.
The ground trembled with rhythmic explosions of divine force.
The sky was carved open by streaks of red lightning and orange flame, all belonging to a single man.
And that man was King Thrain Stoneforge.
I had teleported us straight to his battlefield, and what greeted us was a sight so overwhelming that even Maiya stopped breathing.
He fought alone.
A titan of flame and thunder...a walking legendary-smith towering above mountains, his hammer of creation lifted high like a world-ending decree.
Flames coiled around him like a crown.
Lightning chained itself across his armor.
His eyes burned like molten steel still in the forge.
And with every strike of his hammer...there was a sound to it, a rhythm.
BOOOOOM
Entire platoons of invaders evaporated.
