The land was scorched and mountains and hills reduced to flatlands as a massive fire quickly consumed the jungles around the edge. And at the epicenter of the damage, it was like Armageddon; molten rocks had turned into a lava stream, flowing wildly across the surface. Thick smoke rose from the countless bomb craters and painted the sky black. Bits and pieces of the husk of the massive fortress were everywhere on that "disaster plain", pointing angrily towards the sky like some steel jungle.
The giant rift was in the middle of this apocalyptic scene and the zigzagging edges of the rift lay many burnt-out tentacle husks as rocks and earth fell continuously into the deep chasm. Two streams of magma lay by the cliff face and looked almost akin to the sea of brimstone that connected hell and the living. At the bottom of the rift, a shrouded eerie crimson glow could be seen.
That was the First Born's nerve points glowing in the dark.
