Chapter Seventy-Three: Devastation - Jartre

We watch on as a blast of black energy erupts from Azadou’s body, straight up, swallowing the sun in darkness and plunging the field and the Earth itself into instant darkness. This isn’t the darkness of night; this is like being swallowed by the shadows themselves. Even I can barely see through this darkness. I can hear the sounds of those fighting against the eyti becoming overwhelmed by their force, unable to see what they’re fighting. But the eyti don’t need eyes to seek their prey, they can sniff them out.

Suddenly the field becomes illuminated as a giant ball of fire forms high above the field. I look ahead to see Ezillus’ hand raised into the air as he conjures forth this fireball, giving everyone on the field a chance to at least see what they’re fighting.

“You might have given them a little light, but you can’t restore their strength. And last I checked everything on Earth needs the sun to survive, and with it blacked out, everything on your precious planet will cease to exis