A scorching blaze cluttered the sky above the Hall of Governance as shocking sounds echoed now and then from its summits. Occasionally, one would see chunks of fire scattering, but as if they were hindered by something they would soon after vanished after doing a short amount of damage.
Suddenly, a cluster of flames blasted from the summits towards all angles, causing the top floor to show signs of collapsing. The crowd watching this scurried in a panic as a few capable Evolvers acted to destroy the raining debris, protecting those who were much weaker.
If one looked within the battle scene, they would notice that Milon had one of his arms placed forward, his face having a slightly pale look as burning lances floated around his body.
Before him, was the High Elder whose eyes glowed in an evil ray, he stood within the sea of fire unphased as if a vacuum had formed around his entire being, canceling all of the fire within his range.
