The promised destruction delivered its fury. Within minutes, the entire landscape transformed—the red sands of the desert, like dried blood, had diminished drastically.
The sandstone beneath the desert lay devastatingly shattered and torn apart. Now, a vast crater surrounded the dome of air, which wasn't a dome at all but rather a massive sphere of impenetrable darkness.
Now that Northern viewed the complete picture of the wind sphere, he could see that the darkness was also part of Ul's machinations.
Perhaps some element designed to help her pin Kryos down. The fact that he couldn't see through it, though, gnawed at him. He wanted to know how the battle was unfolding.
But simultaneously, he worried more about Terence. In this conflict, he had deliberately set their differences aside. In truth, Terence wasn't a bad person—she'd simply made a naive decision.
And we all make naive decisions.
