In the alternate dimension of Blackwake Isle, the world was engulfed in roaring flames. Deep within this inferno, massive metal factories stood stubbornly against the blaze, clinging to a harsh, desperate existence.
Atop one of these factories, a towering Diamond Golem, his entire body shimmering with a brilliant, crystalline light, stood tall and rigid. He gazed out over the endless sea of fire, his eyes filled with a heavy, weary resignation.
"Lord Thalrun!"
A Bronze Golem, his body gleaming with a dull, weathered green, scrambled up to the rooftop, his face twisted with panic. "Those damned Efreet... and the Efreet Sultan... they're back! We've lost so many already—we're barely holding on!"
Thalrun, the Diamond Golem, furrowed his brow deeply. His voice was low and steady as he spoke: "Karnak, take our people and leave this world."
Karnak's eyes widened in shock. "Lord Thalrun!"
