Across a desolate expanse, two armies stood on opposing sides of an invisible border.
The air was thick with mana on one side, pulsating with vibrant energy, while on the other, the atmosphere felt hollow and oppressive, choking out any lingering trace of power—or in this case, mana.
On the side filled with thick amounts of mana stood creatures made of pure blue energy, their bodies swirling with mana as they gathered in numbers that stretched to the horizon—millions.
Their presence crackled in the air, brimming with intense power. Amongst their ranks, there was none radiating an aura below the Grandmaster rank.
On the other side stood the Nullite army—an army of pure power and silence.
The soldiers, clad in dark, void-touched armor, trembled under the pressure of what lay before them.
Despite their power to nullify mana and energy, they were outnumbered, facing an enemy that thrived on the very thing they sought to destroy: mana.
