Countless gray-skinned Tribulation-Ash Monsters crowded together until they formed a tide stretching beyond the horizon.
From Daniel's position high above the plane, the army resembled an endless sea of ash. Wherever it passed, nothing living remained. Forests collapsed into powder. Rivers turned gray and still. Cities disappeared beneath waves of corrupted bodies.
Only one corner of the world still contained life.
The last surviving inhabitants had gathered behind layered formations, burning their remaining Origin and treasures to preserve a small island of green. Their defenses endured for less than two seconds after Daniel arrived.
The Tribulation-Ash tide struck.
The formations shattered. The final sanctuary vanished beneath the gray wave before Daniel could intervene.
