Within the void, rivers of molten lava surged into existence, each flowing with searing heat and igniting countless shadows of red dragons, dancing wildly in the sky and radiating intense, domineering energy. In moments, a powerful array capable of rivaling an Earth Immortal's strength formed, its influence stretching across thousands of miles, casting everything into a scarlet-hued realm.
This was an ancient battlefield, exuding a primal aura. The ground blazed with otherworldly flames; smoldering immortal bones released plumes of smoke. At the end of this scarred land, a vast army of towering giants emerged, each as colossal as a mountain, their bodies adorned in rune-etched armor forged from magma, wielding weapons of volcanic rock that crackled with energy, sending showers of fire raining down.
