The city's walls, once sturdy bastions of defense, were now charred and blackened by the searing touch of the magma golems that moved on the surroundings. Their presence cast a shadow of fear and uncertainty over the land, driving its inhabitants to seek refuge outside the city's crumbling walls.
On the southern side of the city, the ground trembled beneath the onslaught of a relentless assault. Hundreds of adventurers, armed with weapons and magic, clashed with the magma golems in a desperate bid to reclaim their city from the invaders. But with each valiant charge, they were forced to retreat, their ranks decimated by the overwhelming power of their foes.
To make matters worse, dark shapes soared through the smoky sky, their ominous silhouettes showing the arrival of even greater threats. Winged monsters, their forms wreathed in flame, swooped down upon the tired adventurers, raining fireballs upon them with merciless precision.
