Previous night, at the hour when the Primordial Beast's Monarch reached its full transformation, the Northern Primordial World became a landscape of ruin and fury. The ground was carved with countless holes and jagged cracks, exhaling smoke and dust that veiled the battlefield in a suffocating haze. The air itself seemed to burn and scream under the weight of chaos. The confrontation between Hildred's Astro Forces and the Primordial Beasts had spiraled far beyond prediction, now teetering on the brink of annihilation.