To Elena's shock, the wooden palisades before her shook violently as a burst of mana surged from beneath her feet.
It was dense.
Denser than any mana she had ever felt in her entire life, enveloping the walls that surrounded Goldenveil in a wave.
The settlement's inhabitants rushed out of their homes, startled by tremors that rattled their floors and shook dust from their rafters.
With wide eyes, they watched the wooden walls drift outward, pushed toward the eternal mountains in the distance.
Trees vanished as if dissolved into thin air. The ground leveled itself in seconds, flattened as though an invisible hand had swept it clean.
When the walls finally reached their maximum distance, They rose into stone structures four meters tall, crowned with battlements and Parapets for guard patrols.
Two large wooden gates stood at opposite ends, visibly much sturdier and heavier than Goldenveil's old gate.
There were even ballistae mounted atop the wall, two stationed at each gate.
