Lightning slashed across the open sky, tornadoes ripped up the ground, and all manner of attacks slammed into the shimmering wards of the war towers in the ruins of Crescent City.
What refugees were stable enough were armed and spread out to intercept any invader but thus far they had no worries.
It was actually quite pretty as the pristine white towers slowly rose to their various heights due to their state of repair. Katara had been able to restore a complex formation using all the towers to further increase their defenses.
In other words, it would take at least a 5 man team of Sliver or Shard Tiers to breach their defenses.
At first, it seemed laughable that so many Immortals were free to anger the Fionan Empire, but they seemed cursed by fate.
A large force showed up to support the mix of sects allied against them. The once barren ruins now teemed with tents and figures getting a good location to conjure Qi or cast Arts.
