Far away, in the capital of Revor Province,
Rand felt the ground trembling violently beneath his feet.
Standing before the governor's mansion, he stared anxiously toward the distant Horn Mountain.
Even at such a distance, the waves of power were palpable—proof enough of how catastrophic and horrifying that battle must be.
Inside the Monden Shrine, two Peak Master Rank elders observed the battlefield through their mind power, their expressions grim beyond measure.
Meanwhile, within the Morningstar Order, Ross stood with brows tightly furrowed, sensing the devastating energy clashes that tore through the heavens far away.
At the Violet Rose Institute, Insber had finally fled back from the frontlines—only to find his beloved research halls reduced to a field of scorched earth.
He coughed up blood on the spot.
His nest… destroyed!
"Damn you, Empire!"
His enraged roar echoed through the mountains.
