Evereth's fury, long simmering beneath the surface, finally erupted with the cataclysmic force of a volcano tearing through the heart of the earth. It was no longer anger but wrath incarnate, ancient and uncontainable.
With a thunderous roar that shook the skies and shattered distant mountains, Evereth unleashed his full fury. The heavens darkened, thick with ash and smoke, as his molten breath scorched the world below.
He did not hesitate. He did not spare. Every human who dared to stand within his sight was reduced to ash in mere seconds, their screams swallowed by the roar of his inferno.
His dragon fire poured from his maw in relentless waves, burning hotter than the sun itself, igniting everything it touched with a fury that consumed even stone. The sky glowed red with reflected flame, casting a hellish light upon a world collapsing into ruin.
