The Necrotic Armada arrived.
The hundreds of Behemoth Class Warships, shielded by the shimmering Void Shield Formation, cast miles-wide shadows over the pristine, frost-covered mountains that marked the border of the Holy Land of Ice. The air thrummed with the low, terrifying engine noise of the massive ships, a sound that resonated not with wind, but with raw, controlled power.
Arrayed beneath the mountains were the Imperial Forces of the Holy Land. They were well-trained, clad in ice-white armor, and led by several powerful Grand Emperors. They confronted the incoming darkness with disciplined ranks, channeling their innate Ice powers to form towering barriers of crystallized frost and preparing long-range spiritual artillery.
