Lord Commander Vaelis Ironheart stood atop the broken ramparts of Azurehaven, his armor stained with the silvery ichor of dimensional aberrations. Below him stretched the ruins of what had once been the jewel of the Eastern Domain—now a fractured landscape where reality folded upon itself like crumpled parchment. Buildings stood inverted, defying gravity. Streets twisted into Möbius strips. Citizens walked sideways along vertical walls, unaware that their perception of "down" had been fundamentally altered.
The sky above had not been blue for seventeen days. Instead, it rippled with aurora-like tears, revealing glimpses of impossible geometries and occasionally disgorging fresh horrors into their world.
"Another breach," reported Sentinel Myra, her once-beautiful face now half-covered with metallic growths—the result of exposure to dimensional flux during the Battle of Crimson Fields. "Southwestern quadrant. The anomaly signature matches those from the Fourth Domain incursion."
