The air is getting thick with the scent of impending chaos, and not the good kind. Every time a Skysworn scout returns with eyes wide and shells trembling, the calculus shifts. The Bleeding Phoenix isn't just a legend to be whispered about during low-tide cycles—it’s a reality that demands more than just basic fire-breathing backup.
I’ve told the crew a dozen times: when the world turns red, you don't pray for mercy, you prepare for the burn.