Devastation

The battle for Rivergate began at sunset.

…By the time the sun rose from behind the horizon once more, the ancient fortress was gone. 

The towering gates of the great locks were bent, broken, and torn off their hinges. The impregnable walls had crumbled. The enchanted siege weapons had been reduced to dust. 

The river, which had been held back by the immense dam for thousands of years, had broken free and rushed toward the distant sea. 

The devastating flood had demolished the smoldering ruins and washed away the traces of the dreadful battle. The artificial lake around which the city had been built dried up, revealing its muddy slopes. The basin of the river below the cliffs, on the contrary, was flooded. 

The entire landscape of the region had been devastated and reshaped, becoming almost unrecognizable. A great waterfall roared as it plummeted from the tall cliffs, while the stronghold of Clan Dagonet was no more.

'...What a pity.'