The Heresy, part 2/2

POV Vesuvius:

The space twisted and warped as the dragon's spell linked to a distant beacon.

The next moment a bright light filled his vision, and he appeared above the lustrous, lush valley, looking straight out of a picture.

The dragon strained his eyes as his eyes swept through the vale in the middle of nowhere. There was no civilization as far as he could sense, only monsters, his minions, and his actors roaming around.

The glowing space-beacon array still glowed below him with the residual mana. The old mage, now fully in black, with a golden staff and mask of gold covering his face, kneeled next to it.

'This will be the place where we clash.' He looked around and nodded, feeling the powerful natural energy, abundant water, air, and earth elements powering his domain.

'Only fire is missing, and I am here to fix it.' Vesuvius closed his eyes, and his seven horns crowning his head shone with gold and red light.