The cries of a phoenix echoed for hundreds of miles.
These types of Ancient Ones had been feared in the past—and their cries would still be feared in the New Age.
At this moment, in the skyborn Kingdom of Neon, the figures of King Darrun Flamewake and the other Titan Dwarves turned ashen at the sound of the terrifying phoenix. They looked around at the humans nearby, whose faces had also changed. But the humans didn't seem to fully understand what terror that cry represented.
A heavy Ancient One. A powerful, ancient race that brought with it only calamity.
"Please…"
King Darrun Flamewake closed his eyes as if in silent prayer, hoping this calamity wasn't heading their way.
Warning systems buzzed, audible only to the higher-ups of Neon, as the Andromeda Sentinels of Dr. Shaw had already picked up the outlines of the Phoenix Legion in the distance.
