Forty-three Grand Archmages! Forty-three resolute souls bursting into flame all at once — such a mighty conflagration. The enveloping emerald blaze resembled the Thor Hammer Fort defiantly standing at the border of the Northernmost Wilderness, effectively blocking the Blood Color Guard's path.
To the warriors of the Reaper 500, it was a wrathful fire of Death, akin to Heaven's Fire. However, for Flore's Blood Color Guard, it was indeed a fire of destruction—the fire of devouring.
In an instant, hundreds of elite heavy-armored infantrymen of the Blood Color Guard had been devoured by the spectacular emerald flames. In an instance, the souls of the thirty Blood Mages crumbled into ashes. A raging wildfire spread—a true wildfire; but this wildfire indeed signified Death's Fire—reality's Death's Fire.
