Nightwing was standing over the highest mountain that overlooked the Midland regions.
It had been days since they left the Black Bog Kingdom with their armies.
The last kingdoms that did not aid Breveros in the campaign against the Black Bog Kingdom stood their ground. It was the land of sprouting leaves and branches of the Yggdrasil. And these plants were so small, and the twigs were so young that the form was actually visible to those living nearby. It created a unique landscape that could be seen in only a few places of the Planesworld.
Nightwing had been watching the movements of the Midland kingdoms and could sense the growing power of the Succubus before him. But now, he glanced up and could sense that a startling power was affecting the world.
"What is this... insanity?" Nightwing frowned.
The power created a vast trembling throughout the world, and all that was Wisdom was being attacked.
