The Crystal Dominion army arrived not with the reality distortion of their predecessors, but with something arguably worse: perfect adaptation. Their structures and weapons shifted continuously, learning from each interaction and becoming more effective with every exchange.
"Visual contact established." The scout's report came with an edge of disbelief. "You need to see this."
Nox joined the observation team on the highest tower, where magical scrying provided a clear view of the approaching force. What he saw challenged every assumption about military logistics and battlefield tactics.
The enemy army was building itself as it advanced. Vehicles assembled from raw materials gathered along the march route, weapons grew more sophisticated with each mile, and the soldiers themselves showed signs of continuous enhancement.
"They're not just adapting their tactics. They're evolving their capabilities in real-time."
"Analysis?"
