Thousands of miles away...
Above clouds saturated with Primordial radiance, a colossal golden vessel soared silently through the skies.
It was shaped like a radiant sun, its form constantly aflame with tendrils of Primordial Energy.
Celestial rings pulsed along its perimeter like the rhythmic breath of a living star, illuminating the skies below in eternal daylight.
This was not merely a ship.
It was akin to a throne of the skies!
Its surface was paved in molten gold and obsidian crystal, runes of Living Script crawling across its hull gloriously.
Though whether they were at the level of the ones a certain Adrastia Emperor King could design…was a different matter.
Great plumes of golden fire trailed behind it from sheer willpower and purpose.
And within this radiant colossus stood forces of grand origin.
The Myrrnith Dynasty Throne and the Drakorith Dynasty Throne.
Clarana, she of sea-blue hair and deep sapphire eyes, stood poised like a song woven from the sea itself.
