The calm serenity of Aloria was shattered when a violent tremor shook the earth. The trees trembled and bowed, the ground quivered and birds took flight.
Blinding lights flashed haphazardly. Portals, hundreds of them, opened at random.
But there were thousands of Fae in Aloria. How much time would they have?
Then came the sound. A long, low moan echoed, like an ancient cry from the belly of the earth. Neveah heard it as surely as she saw it, the already cracked earth split open even further, the earth caved, sinking into the abyss wherever the crack touched.
A wave of dust and debris rose many feet into the air. It was like watching the breaking happen all over again. Only this time, it carried twice the force.
The crack was still spreading rapidly. It split rock and root mercilessly, carving a path straight for Aloria. With the force, it would reach the inner barrier within moments and when it did, nothing would hold. It would rip through the barrier with no difficulty.
