The sun shines brightly in the sky, the warm breeze blows gently making every leaf and flower sway along with the wind. The birds chirp as they glide along the tree line.
It was all perfect and everything is peaceful.
But below such tranquility, the army of monsters waiting for the command to march onward and burn Alfheim to the ground.
The monsters moved back and forth while carrying supplies, while others sat around a fire – sharpening their weapons.
Just another boring day of waiting… until.
An arrow whistled past the right side of the valley to the left, the arrow hit the pile of potions the twins had previously arranged according to Darius' plan.
The arrow exploded upon contact, creating a chain of explosions. From the distance, the fire looked like blooming red flowers.
CRASH!
The series of explosions caused the side of the valley to collapse.
Tons of rocks and soil came falling into the army below.
