City Under Siege
As the storm of destruction ended, the miasmic energy dissipated, leaving behind a ruined landscape that seemed to have undergone a torturous transformation.
The ground was cracked and scorched, with deep fissures glowing a faint crimson, like the dying embers of a once-raging fire.
Alex could be seen standing mostly unharmed, next to the giant Naga, who was sliced diagonally from shoulder down to his waist, his innards spilling out a pool of gore and blood.
'This was a close one.' Alex thought, relieved that he used the concept eraser in time to neutralize the effect of disintegration, saving himself from the fate of death.
"Give me the token shard with the image of the crimson wing that you hold," Alex said, his immense aura on full display.
"The moment I sensed your presence, I knew you were a different beast," Zarathrax said, blood spilling from clenched teeth with each syllable.