Watchful Shore.
Alavin stood atop a forest-clad mountain peak, gazing at the tumultuous sea where more and more sea beasts were gathering. Among them were many rare and mysterious creatures, emanating a terrible malice that even seemed to cause the heavens and earth to tremble. Dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the fierce winds whipped up colossal waves, crashing into each other and sending spray high into the air. The vast seascape was plunged into an endless gloom, as if heralding the end of days.
These fearsome sea beasts and Magi-Monsters, roamed around the mysterious ruins of an ancient kingdom, launching ferocious attacks in an attempt to breach the protective barrier above the ruins. Again and again, they failed, repelled by the shimmering curtain of light.
Not only did the Magi-Monsters congregate in the seas, but dreadful creatures also emerged from the forest depths.
A raging inferno swept across the sky, casting down a blanket of fiery light upon the ocean's surface, raising the temperature between heaven and earth. Within the heart of this fiery maelstrom, a crimson Snow Bunny lay quietly. Its blood-shot eyes watched the boiling sea, commanding the attention of many strange beasts lurking beneath the waves, who watched warily.
A golden eagle soared through the heavens, descending upon the sea with a brilliance that lit up the world like a proud sun dominating the sky. Its wingspan measured hundreds of meters, exuding a majestic and fearsome demeanor. From its lofty perch, it surveyed the gathering horde of monsters.
A white tiger emerged from the forest, its roar resounding through the sky and sea, silencing the rolling thunder. The space around it warped oddly, filled with a terrifying aura of slaughter. Its back was lined with two rows of bone spurs, each one resembling a war spear, inspiring fear in all who saw it.
In addition to these dreadful beings, countless Magi-Monsters flocked to the forest's edge, eyeing the sea with greedy anticipation.
Thousands of mercenaries had gathered near the coast, keeping their distance from the frightful Magi-Monsters. They were all anxiously watching the sea, waiting for the sea beasts to break the ancient kingdom's seal.
Alavin, far from the coast, was neither startled nor afraid, calmly observing the scene, and murmuring to himself, "Not enough, still not enough. More, more..."
Mariela was left speechless by his musings, unable to glean any information despite her questions.
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