Chapter 4: The Storm of Ash
After the crystal gate shattered under Volt's palm, an eerie silence fell over the forest. The old priest stared with eyes full of terror at the man who had destroyed their holiest symbol with a single strike.
Volt walked over the broken shards, and every piece his boots touched instantly turned to dust. "Is this the power you rely on?" Volt asked mockingly, "It is as fragile as glass, just like the lies your gods have told you."
Suddenly, from behind the priest, a massive army of Elves appeared. These were not like the shoreline sentinels; these were the "Celestial Legion," clad in silver armor with swords forged from moonlight. Hundreds of arrows rained from the sky, but these were no ordinary arrows—each one created a magical explosion upon impact.
Sai quickly drew his sword, deflecting the blasts away from Volt with a circular motion. "My Lord, it seems their hospitality has grown a bit warmer!" Sai said with a smirk, even as sweat began to bead on his forehead.
Aki, hidden within the mist, appeared behind one of the commanders with incredible speed, his daggers slicing through the guard's defenses. "Volt! These guys taste worse than the fish!" Aki shouted as he dodged another arrow.
Volt raised both hands, a dark red energy swirling around him. "It is time to show you the difference between 'Magic' and 'Absolute Authority'." With a single roar, a storm of ash and fire erupted from his body, blowing back the entire Elven army and shaking the forest to its core. This was only the beginning of a war destined to consume the entire continent.