The seventh flash rose above one of the mountain peaks in the direction of Winterhold. After a brief delay, an irregularly shaped mushroom cloud billowed up at the edge of the plains. Pale-white Magic Turbulence flowed outward from its base, burning and annihilating everything in its path. Deafening thunder echoed between heaven and earth, as though it could shake the mountains.
Then, a massive body tore through the roiling heat and smoke. Countless cracks had appeared in Its armor, and rust-colored gas gushed from those fissures. Scorching lava flowed beneath the giant's feet. It raised Its head, and two dark-red flames danced deep within Its hollow helmet as It gazed toward a distant mountain—the position atop that mountain had unleashed the seventh Annihilation Creation a minute earlier.
The next second, a chaotic, madly overlapping roar erupted from within the giant's helmet. It seemed to be a battle cry no human could comprehend. Then It raised an arm high, and a longbow instantly formed in Its hand. It aimed at the distant mountain peaks and drew the bow in a posture of bold heroism that could only be depicted by the fullest extent of mortal imagination. A crimson arrow appeared from nowhere upon the bowstring.
Then the giant released the string. The enormous crimson arrow tore through the air and struck the distant mountain almost instantly—at nearly the same moment, layers upon layers of heavy barriers rose above it. The crimson arrow smashed into the barriers, and amid a shriek sharp enough to rip apart the sky, it pierced through layer after layer of shielding in an instant. A colossal explosion engulfed the entire mountain.
The white beam piercing heaven and earth above the mountain flickered violently a few times before going completely dark amid the rising cloud of explosions. At