A thunderous rumble rolled through the skies and caused the very atmosphere to quake, and the volcano to tremble.
The blistering presence washed over the forces of the humans, igniting a primal terror in their hearts. A presence that seemed to hint at a foe way beyond their current means to slay.
But the human soldiers did not halt their fearless march for this, they didn't even react like they cared, their eyes glowing with focused undaunted lights.
Leading the army of mecha was Seth; in the distance, he quickly caught signs of movement, his heart skipped, and he quickened the pace, an item appearing in his grasp as he lunged forward, hoping to get to his target faster than their demise could arrive.
He could feel the herculean presence fast approaching in the distance, against the ashen sky, a trail of crimson drawing closer as its massive wings beat against the wind.
