A great city was set ablaze, its flames raging furiously. The old and young, women and children, became its kindling; a million living souls became its light, dyeing the entire city's Celestial Vault a crimson red.
The Drought Demon walked through the city and stood before the dying Earth Immortal City Lord. She spoke with a look of feigned pity:
"If you must blame someone, blame your Ruler of the State for not worshiping the magnificent West Pole Celestial Court. His sins are heavy, so very heavy."
The Earth Immortal City Lord struggled to lift his head. With every breath he took, waves of scorching flame flowed down his windpipe, burning his lungs to charcoal.
He looked around in a daze, seeing a child nearby burned to ashes, seeing the skeletons across the city set alight. Sorrow welled up from the depths of his heart.
"What have the common people done to deserve this... What have they done!"
