The snow and wind continue to harry the northern territories of the empire.
Under the gloom of a dark day, with the aid of another eighth-order champion bishop, the northern border fortress Bandera City accelerates its experience of disastrous earthquakes.
The mountain ranges, giant trees, and even the lakes usually frozen outside the city, have all become turbulent under the influence of this chaotic battle.
City gates are shattered, ancient towers crumbled, roads tangled, and the once-prosperous sculptures and plazas of Bandera City have vanished. The only things left are tormented souls unable to reach the heavens, locked in this city filled with blood debts and sinful deeds. It has become a stage for tragedy.
Layers of Bandera City's stone pillars are collapsing down in a circle, while the entire floating ground gradually forms a huge pit. The edge is filled with sharp rocks and ruinous debris, like the entrance to the underworld itself.