The sprawling, heavily populated human Capital of Aethelgard was completely tearing itself apart.
Unlike the secluded valley of Oakhaven, the massive mortal city had absolutely no divine anchors to hold its physical reality together. There was no Vanguard to forcefully pin the gravity to the bedrock, and there was no Sovereign of the Sea to maintain the atmospheric pressure. The cosmic audit program initiated by the original Architects was ripping through the unprotected urban landscape with absolute, catastrophic efficiency.
