Doubting Glorious Purpose
Two figures soared across the Pelian sky over a strange, great turtle with two large wings instead of its front flippers. It had a great red beak that looked much like that of an eagle and three purple lazy eyes above it; this completely ruined its designation as a turtle.
A man with equal portions of black and purple hair sat over this creature, along with another who wasn't gifted with such colorful hair, or any hair for that matter. He also lacked hands, as the ends of his arms merely featured two bland stumps.
Neither of the two was concerned by the disability, however. In fact, of the two, the disabled man seemed to be the livelier one. He made animated gestures as he spoke to the man beside him who kept a stoic, firm expression, his eyes looking below where the carnage of the black towers was yet to cease.
Villages were destroyed.
Cities were ruined.
Towns were eradicated.
Human and beasts' lives were ravaged.