The walls were beginning to crack under its pressure. Sinith spun around and Bellum was in a world of pain once again he was falling through the clouds. The air whistled past his body as he silently fell through the air. His body slowly rolled over watching the ground come ever faster.
Suddenly the room was dark again and he saw all the elements in their raw forms. There was fire, water, earth, wind, and lightning . . . but where is the element of the spirit that they taught him so much about in the arcane academy. The elements converged upon his body ripping his skin off layer by layer.
What happens when you give a man made for war ultimate power? Will Bellum be able to save the world from hell on earth or will he make one himself?
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