Arthur acknowledged the mayor's determination with a sharp nod before space folded around him.
Reality reformed atop the mountain that overlooked their domain.
The wind whipped across barren stone, carrying scents of distant forests and approaching storm.
Ten kilometres away, Village #420 sprawled across the landscape.
This is where it all started...huh?
Arthur turned his gaze toward the horizon, eyes fixing on the direction where Village 419 waited. Seven hundred kilometres of hostile wilderness stretched between them and their target.
Distance means nothing when you have enough power.
His smile turned predatory as power stirred within him.
Time to remind this world what real authority looks like.
Arthur raised his hand, calling upon the talent that had made him who he was.
Primordial Summoner.
The mountain trembled.
