Ultras Continent – Caelid
Amid a vast, barren desert, the ruined city of Caelid stood ...
the last refuge that sheltered what remained of the Ultras.
At least… those who still retained their sanity.
Not counting those of lesser blood who had long since lost their minds.
This was the final night before the last battle.
And much like the Shadow Sect on the other side ...
this faction, too, prepared to step into the final struggle.
But the difference between them and humanity…
was that the Ultras had endured a completely different kind of terror.
Twenty-four hours before the battle's beginning ...
every single Ultra, without exception, had been gathered within Caelid.
Men and women.
Old and young.
Their numbers barely reached thirty thousand ...
a pitiful figure that reflected the extent of their decline.
They had lost countless kin—
either in the previous war… or to those who had followed Mergo.
