The world dropped away from the Citadel of Obsidian.
Lucifer stood in the center of the courtyard, his longsword raised. The ascension was not a slow, grinding climb.
The Void-Core Reactor engaged its gravity manipulation at maximum output.
The entire mountain peak: billions of tons of black stone, iron, and ancient bedrock snapped free from the earth with a single, loud CRACK.
[System Warning: Massive Spatial Anomaly Detected!]
[Protocol: Zephyria Ascension Active.]
[Altitude: Increasing rapidly.]
The thirteen million mortal soldiers gasped, grabbing onto each other as the feeling of weightlessness washed over them.
The massive, twenty-meter titana automatically engaged their stabilization thrusters, planting their boots firmly on the rising stone.
The fifty thousand Glacial Wyrms screeched, adjusting their wings to the sudden change in air pressure.
"We are flying!" Lady Scarlett roared, holding onto her dire wolf.
