Jack and Mary pushed through the thick, choking smoke that now blanketed Evergreen Isle.
What was once a vibrant land of lush greens and delicate flowers had been reduced to a charred wasteland. The dense jungle, once alive with flora in hues of light purple and glowing green vines, was now succumbing to the relentless flames.
Jack's usual carefree grin was replaced by a frown of concern. His gaze was fixed on the front of the island, where the full scale of the assault was unfolding.
As they approached the frontline, the devastation became starkly evident. The Great Tree of Wisdom, the island's colossal heart, stood like a sentinel of old, its trunk as wide as half a ship. Flames licked its bark, causing branches to splinter and char. Ash and burning debris rained down from the once-majestic canopy, now looking like a dying titan amidst the sea of smoke and destruction.
