150 nuclear explosions detonate in the Godspires.
It would appear that the force of the Eternal Empire just committed mass suicide.
Several million men and women just disappear, leaving shadows on the rocks they were standing on.
The Solistari prisoners with them, are killed.
A brilliant light, far brighter than the sun, illuminates the whole northern sky.
It reflects off the towers and spires of Veluna City.
It sparks red reflections off of the windows of Rauxes.
It casts long shadows from the trees of the Vesve Forest.
And everyone can still see the great streamers in the sky, as another 150 missiles race south towards the Lortmil Technomancy.
- - -
Ilsensine reaches forth, and gently touches Anabstercorian, and if an illithid could smile, Ilsensine smiles.
You have done very well indeed, Anabstercorian.
Very well indeed.
