What Looms In The Skies

"What…is that?"

Lifting his arm weakly, Xiaodan pointed up towards the hazy sky with his questioning words leaving quietly.

The two men looked up as well, catching a glimpse of something in the distance.

It was difficult to make out at first, but it seemed to be a figure riding upon a red horse, traversing the skies as the equine bore far-stretching, majestic wings.

"Lay it to ash, my steed! Our war is just beginning!"

Booming from the skies, the rough voice of the one who rode upon the back of the airborne steed held a sword up high, commanding bolts of crimson lightning to strike the city below, terrorizing the tall-standing structure.

The wind howled as the red horse bearing a blazing mane galloped across the sky with the zealous man raising his sword high, roaring out his signals of battle.

[Identified: "War" | Level 140]

They all noticed the indomitable level of the mystical foe who rode through the skies, leaving destruction in his path.