With its eerie roar, the earth shook violently, like the ominous tolling of the apocalypse bell.
The soldiers battled amidst fire and shadow; some were torn apart by claws, others frozen into statues by frost, and some were obliterated in mid-air explosions with nothing left but ashes.
Blood stained half the sky red, the cries of battle and magical explosions weaving into an elegy of the end times.
David led several elite squad members around the edge of the main battlefield, carefully stepping over shattered rune stone slabs, cautiously avoiding dormant traps.
"The altar is just ahead," he whispered, "We must hurry."
Reina swiftly laid down a barrier, carving out a safe passage for the team.
In the depths of the ruin, a partially buried marble platform revealed its presence, etched with star runes, faded but still discernable, the last hiding place of the complete Code.
