Chasing Fire

As the Sateri Oracle stepped into the massive scar carved into the earth, her senses tingled with a warning she couldn’t quite place. The woods were silent—an eerie stillness that felt wrong. Trees around the laser-cut trench leaned at odd angles, bark scorched black. She knelt, fingers grazing the sharp, cooled edges of the fissure.

A cold chill ran down her spine again, stronger this time. This wasn’t recent. Whatever weapon had done this was old, but it left a taint of lingering power, a quiet hum just beneath the surface. She closed her eyes, reaching out with her mind to scan the remnants. She glimpsed a flash—a vision of towering metal titans moving with purpose, their cores blazing with green energy.

She snapped back to reality, gasping. The Helistri were here, meddling in forbidden forces. She could feel their dark aura pressing closer, waiting in the shadows. She knew then this wasn’t just a battlefield—it was a warning, and she was at its center. @Tank2 @ramiraux @raven cat