Three hundred iron spears plummet from the bruised sky, their barbed tips slicing through air with a keening whistle. Shafts thud into earth and flesh in a staccato barrage, splintering bone and churning soil into bloody furrows. The onslaught lingers as shafts quiver upright, a forest of lethal quills under roiling clouds.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Weapon | Heaven's Spear |