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Styr and the rest of the reinforcements had rushed to the aid of their allies in Myrydna as quickly as they could, meaning to take the enemy by surprise, but that plan had been upended nearly from the start. The trails his forces often used to cut through the mountain pass had been ravaged by abnormal tremors that day, leaving the army to take a far longer route to their destination.

By the time they arrived the battle was long finished, with nothing much left of either army beyond pockets of stragglers who’d narrowly avoided the fate of their comrades. Thousands lay crushed, lining the deep craters which now marred the once idyllic valley. It was her.

They had all heard talk of this great destroyer, but Styr had never truly given the titan’s existence much credence. How quickly his skepticism was quelled then seeing her. Even from the mountainous vantage point it was still a struggle to take in her towering figure. She was simply overwhelming. Styr could feel the quaking impact as the titan stepped forward. Her sandal landed directly on the city walls and several buildings within, crushing them with staggering ease. And yet that paled in comparison to what followed.

Styr’s ears nearly burst from a sudden shriek, leaving him only able to watch the damnable scene play out. The entire valley was awash in a near blinding, crimson glow at that point. He could hardly even comprehend just what was happening until his hearing was once again taken to its limit. It was the titan! Her gaze itself was annihilation. With just a glare she wiped entire streets, buildings, and districts from existence, merely dragging a hellish wave of whining superheated death through the city center.

Utter ruin.
Some fell to their knees, while others like Styr simply looked on in stoic silence. He didn't know what to feel then, taking it all in. Horror? Despair? Both in equal parts of course, and yet something else gnawed at the back of his mind. Something so utterly shameful for the commander that it pained him to admit it… He might almost call that feeling relief. They had been spared her wrath, for today at least.

But for how long?

The question rang in Styrs mind. There could be no satisfactory answer to it of course. No, all he could do was watch the terrible spectacle unfold, bearing witness to the final moments of the once proud city of Myrydna.

The second part of 's Kara Comm!

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Styr and the rest of the reinforcements had rushed to the aid of their allies in Myrydna as quickly as they could, meaning to take the enemy by surprise, but that plan had been upended nearly from the start. The trails his forces often used to cut through the mountain pass had been ravaged by abnormal tremors that day, leaving the army to take a far longer route to their destination.

By the time they arrived the battle was long finished, with nothing much left of either army beyond pockets of stragglers who’d narrowly avoided the fate of their comrades. Thousands lay crushed, lining the deep craters which now marred the once idyllic valley. It was her.

They had all heard talk of this great destroyer, but Styr had never truly given the titan’s existence much credence. How quickly his skepticism was quelled then seeing her. Even from the mountainous vantage point it was still a struggle to take in her towering figure. She was simply overwhelming. Styr could feel the quaking impact as the titan stepped forward. Her sandal landed directly on the city walls and several buildings within, crushing them with staggering ease. And yet that paled in comparison to what followed.

Styr’s ears nearly burst from a sudden shriek, leaving him only able to watch the damnable scene play out. The entire valley was awash in a near blinding, crimson glow at that point. He could hardly even comprehend just what was happening until his hearing was once again taken to its limit. It was the titan! Her gaze itself was annihilation. With just a glare she wiped entire streets, buildings, and districts from existence, merely dragging a hellish wave of whining superheated death through the city center.

Utter ruin.
Some fell to their knees, while others like Styr simply looked on in stoic silence. He didn't know what to feel then, taking it all in. Horror? Despair? Both in equal parts of course, and yet something else gnawed at the back of his mind. Something so utterly shameful for the commander that it pained him to admit it… He might almost call that feeling relief. They had been spared her wrath, for today at least.

But for how long?

The question rang in Styrs mind. There could be no satisfactory answer to it of course. No, all he could do was watch the terrible spectacle unfold, bearing witness to the final moments of the once proud city of Myrydna.

The second part of 's Kara Comm!