A day later, as evening bowed to the creeping embrace of night, the Northern frontline stood in a haunting silence. Just a few meters away from the halted beast flanks' rear, a colossal primordial metal tree loomed like a forgotten relic of a bygone era, its metallic bark glinting under the dimming light.
Around its monstrous steel-like roots, the Aqua Astro and Gravity Astro forces lay in wait, their forms pressed against its cold, unyielding body, blending into the tree's rigid form like shadows cast by an unseen flame. Their presence was a whisper in the air, masked beneath layers of silence, as they concealed themselves from the senses of any lurking enemy.
Unlike the Nihilith Clan's land, where marble rocks and glistening mountains sculpt the landscape into an ornamental masterpiece, their sands as precious as star-forged relics, rich with rare minerals, could command fortunes in the outer worlds, this place held a stark contrast.
