The emergency sirens of the Soaring Dragon Kingdom echoed with a deafening shriek that tore through the tranquility of the sky. Warning beacons across the lookout posts and border fortresses activated almost simultaneously, spreading alert signals across the length and breadth of the territory like a wildfire out of control.
On the displays of the first line of defense, radars flashed in blinding red: a massive military fleet bearing the insignias of the Crimson Sect was advancing relentlessly, heading straight for the heart of the kingdom.
On the defense platforms and artillery towers, chaos lasted only a few seconds before giving way to iron discipline. Metal clashed brutally as runic protective barriers activated with a low hum and heavy anti-aircraft batteries deployed, aligning their barrels toward the horizon.
