THE WINDS OF EDELITH
While many cite the emergence of demons from the bowels of the depths as the beginning of the Wake of Steel, the war truly didn't begin for Edelith until the first wave of demons crashed into them. A horde of metallic monsters, armed with the most advanced weaponry known to man, were led by a red-maned horseman towards the province. Attacking early in the morning, this coalition of demons and man threatened to overwhelm Edelith entirely with flesh-craving demons.
The Winds of Edelith, led by General Levant Strom, were first to mobilize against the swarm. Clad with golden weapons immune to the Corrosion's deterioration, this army held out strongly and desperately in a small village outside of the walls. However, the demonic force quickly surrounded them, tearing these protectors of Edelith asunder.
The angels of the Circlet of the Sun, seeing no other possibility, launched radiant crystals from the heavens, eradicating thousands in the battle. Both man and demon were dead and the Obsidian Crystallis still holds the ruins of the village that once stood there deep underneath the black glass sands.
Vitric was locked in combat with a soldier of the Winds of Edelith. Gaining the upper hand, he slashed his side and prepared to deliver a decisive blow with his sickly blade. Then, suddenly, a brilliant light appeared in the sky and crashed down to the earth in a blaze. Crystal shards lay thick in the air and, in a clearing, a large man with golden armor lay hunched over this puny soldier. Unmoving, General Levant Strom loomed over the boy with his shield raised high, protecting him from the blast. The bloodied grunt slipped away, tearing off the bejeweled coat of his leader; medals of honor, glory, and triumph. As darkness closed in around Vitric and crystals grew from the wounds in his skin, his last thoughts were hatred and fear.
