"2... 1..." A raging flash incinerated all view, and the entire place blew up, the sound enough to be heard for fifty miles, at least. Anyone in it... except maybe the epic... was dead. Lava flows covered the wreckage. It was completely delolated. One man, a man wearing black robes, with a shaved head, walked over. He heard voices, voices from the gods. And this... this was where he would build the temples.