Explosions could still be heard in Morva, as well as in the village amid the Donya sea. The fire destroyed the woods as well as the small village of Morva. The tight mood is heightened by screams, cries, and pain. The fire clansmen proceeded to spray fire from their hands, oblivious to the sobs of the rain clan children, who witnessed their parents' bodies burn, scorch, and emit a foul odor.
The fire clan was entirely fearless, and they openly flouted the universe's rules. They appear to be blind to the rules because of their desire for power, avarice, and greed. When they decided to slaughter the rain tribes by showering them with perpetual fire rain, they didn't care about the consequences.
The dragons flew, swinging their wings so widely that they created gusts that stoked the fire and revealed their razor-sharp fangs. Morva and everything else was consumed by the flames that erupted from his mouth. When the dragon's teeth punctured and pulled firmly, the Morva's head was frequently severed from its body. And the rain clan had given up hope of victory.
The fire element is represented by the fire clan, the rain element by the rain clan, the land element by the land clan, and the wind element by the wind clan. All of this is written in the Book of Sijjahtera, an eternal book generated directly from the earth that provides rules for the Binturi—magical humans who can manipulate the elements.
The woman bolted away, clutching a three-year-old girl in her arms. She disregarded pleas for help from friends, neighbors, and even her husband and family. All he could think about was her daughter's safety. She repeatedly avoided the falling fire and burning roots. The small girl in her arms was speechless, oblivious to what was going on.
The mom set her child down on the coast of the islands, alongside the wide ocean.
"What happened, Mom?"
The woman was crying uncontrollably. His gaze was drawn to the flames, which had most likely penetrated the sky, before returning to his cherished daughter. "Something has gone wrong with our home, sweetheart. Those scumbags want to exterminate us and Morva."
A fireball sprang up after those words and hit the little child, causing her tiny body to bounce a few meters away. The woman abruptly turned to a young man, who chuckled as he saw the little girl cry for the first time during the massacre tonight.
"Not my daughter, jerk!"
The woman banged her fist into the sand on the island in a fit of wrath. The floodwaters erupted there, slamming so forcefully into the young man that he was lifted into the air. The woman swiftly raised her hands and clenched them tightly. The waters had also trapped the young man. Without pity, he then hurled the victim into the center of the sea, commanding the waves to roll him up.
"Morwen!" The woman of a thousand steps has arrived at her daughter's bedside. Even though the blue shirt on her stomach was on fire, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the girl he named 'Morwen' was okay. "Do you think you're all right?"
The girl nodded, her innocent face filled with tears.
"Good! You've always been a force to be reckoned with. " A ball of flames rushed towards them before they could continue. The woman clutched the girl and dropped her head, casting the fireball into the sea.
The woman laid her hands on the ground as she realized the situation was worsening and time was running out. He summoned the sea's water. Water quickly poured out of the hole, engulfing the mother and kid. The sea's saltwater engulfed them, creating a curtain that kept the fireballs at bay.
"We're out of time..." The woman shivered, her entire body shaking with grief. She cupped her daughter's face in her hands. "It's time for us to part ways, sweetheart."
Morwen remained mute, unsure of what her mother was saying.
"I apologize, sweetheart. But, we must part ways here." She's repeated her saying.
Following his comments, a blue whale's voice was soon heard, and it was so beautiful that it gave the woman hope. The whale tried to get as close to one of the two Rain Clans as possible. She raised her head, as though to greet Morwen and her mother.
"Nyx come." The woman walked into the sea, picking up her child, to approach the blue whale she had named 'Nyx.' The water curtain followed them around, shielding them from the approaching fire.
Morwen was hugged fiercely by the woman, who was channeling her last feelings for her. She manipulated the water with his hands while hugging her daughter. He then let go of his arms and sat Rowen on the controlled water. Morwen took a throne-like position in the water.
"Don't forget your mother, Sweetheart. I love you so much, always and every time. "
The woman then shoved Morwen into the sea. Morwen got closer to the blue whale named Nyx in the center of the sea as the water rolled up around her.
"Nyx!!" The woman yelled out and smiled one final time. "Please save my daughter."
The whale nodded, then sent forth a cute but mournful voice. The creature did not waste any time in devouring Rowen, a young girl and the last member of the rain clan.
"Nyx, keep going! Bring her to the humans! " Yelled the woman. "Only you and I should know now!" Take her away and introduce her to the right person! "
Nyx nodded and spoke up once more.
"Nyx, go! Search the oceans for the proper individual to look after the last rain clan. And... farewell, my best friend."
A big whale with a maw also crossed the seas to save God's chosen child, the last rain clan. Nxy cruises the ocean, saddened by the fact that she will soon lose her second home, the Morva, and the people. Furthermore, her companion had to go, giving up her fate with his people. Sea animals—particularly the mother of the youngster in their mouths—have been pals with the rain clan for millennia. Nyx may also catch up with the Rain Clan shortly.
Meanwhile, Morva, who had been left with bones and flying ashes after Nyx had fled with the kid, the woman looked at her village, which had been destroyed. The fire clan chuckled as they watched the rain clan burn, their skin melting in the Immortals' endless flame. The shouts of pain began to fade, and hope became even more buried. Despite this, he had information that some Morva people were still alive on the island.
To speak with the rain clan, the woman spread her arms and then closed her eyes. "My brother, my sister, I know you're still there." This time there is no chance of winning. However, do not allow them to win. If we lose, they must lose as well-AHK!"
As a scorching arc penetrated her chest, ripping her internal organs until the back, the woman opened her eyes. He gazed at a stocky man who laughed after hitting his target with a bow. The woman did not flinch, and hobbling once more, she murmured,
"Let's drown our beloved Morva, with these hellhounds."