[Loving Mother's] body was as vast as a mountain, yet the airship above its head was like the entire sky.
And now, that sky was raining.
The Skyveil Behemoth hovered directly above [Loving Mother], raining down bombs like raindrops.
Each bomb shrieked piercingly as it tore through the air, its thunderous explosions searing the scene deep into everyone's minds.
The once-arrogant [Loving Mother] could no longer even be heard howling. Its entire body was swallowed by the firelight of the explosions.
Having just devoured countless people, it was at its strongest and had recovered from all its injuries. But it was useless. The beast in the sky simply kept dropping bombs, pinning this evil god firmly to the ground.
The Faithguard Army erupted in cheers. They knew what the Skyveil Behemoth's arrival meant. With its bomb load, it could kill [Loving Mother] ten times over.
Blood Port lay beneath a storm. Dark clouds had blotted out the sunlight overhead, but now, a new sun rose from the ground.
The explosions flared crimson, dyeing half the sky red and bathing every face in scarlet light.
The Harbor Guard and the ordinary people of Blood Port had been rendered completely speechless. They had endured the previous round of struggle and were people of strong will, but before this world-ending bombardment, individual will seemed almost laughable.
This... this was the will of industry and science. The will of Castel.
At the docks.
This had been the center of the battlefield. During the battle against the Banshees, nearly every building here had already been reduced to flat ground. And now, there were no docks left at all.
The terrain had been permanently altered. The entire plaza had become a massive crater, with seawater slowly pouring into it. Perhaps it would become a new dock