Return
Dorian soared through the sky, returning to his Sect after a tense discussion with Aelina. Thoughts of their conversation filled his mind as he flew. Little did he know, the dark clouds that hung ominously in the sky above his Sect.
As he approached, he squinted his eyes, a bad feeling spreading out from the pit of his stomach. The familiar silhouette of his Sect was illuminated, not by the soft glow of the sun or the faint lights from the buildings but by towering flames.
His eyes widened in disbelief. His Sect, his fortress, the Toxic Blade Sect, was engulfed in a fierce blaze, lighting up the sky like a malevolent sun.
The once mighty Sect, known for its treacherous and potent poison techniques, was reduced to a hellish inferno. The structures that had stood tall were now crumbling, consumed by the relentless flames, and the trees that had lasted for several millennia were burning.