Thalgar stood, beads of sweat running down his face as he peered deep into the cloud of smoke in the cave. The magic cannon beside him was shrouded in steam, worn out by the consistent barrage of cannons it had unloaded in the past few seconds.
"Is that it?" Derek's voice rang like a bell, making the young Legacy shiver.
Buzz!
The clear sky turned blood-red as dark green clouds began replacing the white fluffy clouds.
Thalgar looked up in surprise but his attention was stolen by the changing terrain. The mountains were turning a mixture of black and green, the ground was turning dry and barren, and vegetation scattered across the mountain range dried up instantly.
"What is this?" Thalgar took a step back, his gaze filled with shock.