Tanamar soared high above the city on wings of light, looking down upon the death and destruction wrought by Letalis Serpentia and her allies. There had been less than two bells of fighting, but Caeruleum's fate was sealed.
On the ground, over half of the city had been consumed by flame. Some of the rampaging fire slimes were big enough to see, even so many thousands of feet away.
In the sky, flying amongst the plumes of smoke were harpies, gryphons, and even a group of Letalis-armored adventurers with raven-like heads. They dropped arrows, sharpened bits of metal-- literal junk onto any pockets of resistance... and from a distance too high to retaliate against.
This was all thanks to Tycon.
The guy didn't even want to siege Caeruleum... but he pulled out all the stops when essentially, Athena refused to run away to a different territory.
