The southern coast of Terra became a ferocious battlefield. Screams of fighting resounded throughout its shores while waves crashed into its beaches. Explosions echoed in the distance while gunfire followed, bringing about a horrifying battlefront.
Abraham stood in the bow of his capital battleship, UNS Trinity of Solace, watching the ongoing battlefield with a scrutinizing gaze. He was searching for signs of magicraft, and he wasn't left finding nothing. Deep into shores of southern coast, obelisks brimming with runes gleamed.
He furrowed his eyebrows, realizing that what the Magus Tower had prepared, was bigger than he had previously anticipated.
'If the theories of the R&D Department were slightly correct, the Magus Tower must be using the obelisk to create a much larger spell circle and a more complex spell.' A thought came to mind and continued. 'It might be able to cover the entirety of the battlefront.'
