Endless magic power surged around him. After being transformed by the Spell Model, it became dazzling Light and Heat. Every inch of his blood vessels and nerves turned into some kind of searing source, as though molten lava were flowing through his organs and flesh. Clement felt as if he had already caught fire. Everything in his line of sight warped under the intense heat, becoming some strange, white-hot illusion. It reminded him of the Magic Conduits he had observed in the Magic Laboratory before they burned out... If those conduits had been alive, would this have been what they saw in their final moment before burning out?
In the next tenth of a second, Clement seemed to hear a crisp crack deep within his soul. All his senses suddenly rose to incredible heights, as though the entire world lay beneath his gaze. He clearly saw the path of every thread of magic power around him, saw the immense energy constantly surging within that War Machine, and even saw the fierce battle in the sky behind him—under the Miracle Power, he had broken through into Legend.
Then, a massive explosion consumed everything.
Clement's final consciousness became an echo in the Message Spell, piercing the raging blizzard, crossing the vast battlefield, and projecting directly into distant Winterhold—
"Watch out! Perrin! They have dragons!!"
The explosion was so violent that it tore a visible rift through the blizzard. The clouds of steam blasting from the cooling grilles of each section of the Armored Train were instantly scattered by the powerful Shockwave. Maryland, who was about to board the Iron Scepter, was startled by the earthshaking commotion. Looking toward the source of the blast, he saw only a small mushroom cloud rising from the rear of Jörmungandr.
From the tactical section rearward,