William took a deep breath as he stared at the crack in the sky.
He could sense someone with a very strong Divinity approaching from the Void, and he knew that their strategy might not work this time around.
However, since they would lose nothing by launching a preemptive strike, the Half-Elf still passed his orders to the armies around him to start chanting their spells, and prepare for the first round of bombardment.
Suddenly, William felt a ripple inside his Sea of Consciousness.
Closing his eyes, the Half-Elf peeked inside his Spiritual World and saw seven tablets glowing brightly as if they sensed something, or someone, that made the lingering wills inside them flare to life.
These Seven Tablets of Creation once belonged to a world that had long been destroyed by the Gods of Destruction.