After crossing the jagged mountain range, the world beyond opened into a colossal, harrowing sight.
Aegis stopped midair, his form momentarily silhouetted against the dust-choked sky. Bella, Ruina, and Pyro floated to a halt beside him.
Before them stretched an ancient basin, a land scarred and twisted by a history of elemental warfare. The ground was a terrifying expanse of fractured stone plates, half-buried, destroyed craters, and towering ridges.
But those were not ridges.
"They're Earth Titans," Aegis murmured, his eyes narrowed.
Hundreds of them. Some lay dormant, half-sunken into the crust like slumbering, forgotten gods. Others moved with agonizing slowness, their massive forms shifting like the land itself breathing, each step causing tremors that rippled through the entire basin.
"This place… It's like a graveyard of the world." Ruina whispered, clutching her hands to her chest.
"It's a nest."
