The wind howled through the desolate streets of Avaloria as Canna, Mortem, and Flora floated above the ruined kingdom. Below them, the devastation was laid bare—a kingdom once full of life and pride now reduced to a smoldering wasteland. Buildings that had once stood tall and proud were now crumbled and blackened, their structures barely recognizable beneath the layers of ash and debris. The air was thick with the acrid smell of burning wood and the sickening scent of death, a reminder of the countless lives lost in this senseless destruction.