Most of the island was blackened and was covered in the thick black miasma which choked the life out of everything that drifted close by including the birds flying high up in the sky and the aquatic life around the shores.
Even the people of Ortbon started feeling the change in the atmosphere as they quickly abandoned the towns and hurried over to the mountains to keep distance between themselves and the death that was approaching them.
In Elvenland, Aelfric and the Elders were at a loss about what was happening, most of the Elves were rushed within the palace walls but that didn't mean that they were safe as the Dark Forces and the Dark Elves were approaching them at a swift pace and their army wasn't doing well.
"What's the status?!" Vaelorion demanded of the soldier who came to report.
