Hearing Lancelot's question, the Angel fell into silence for a long while before finally speaking in a sorrowful tone,
"That day, just like always, Zariel was monitoring the battle's progress in the Blood War..."
The world around them shattered instantly, colors and light twisted beside them before reassembling into a wholly new scene. Everyone found themselves transformed into translucent phantoms, rushing through the smoky, crimson sky following the Angel ahead. Beneath their feet was a land covered with ruins, where Low Rank Fiends from the lower planes fought fiercely like two different colored tides, each swelling to engulf the other.
