An ominous atmosphere loomed over the city of North Thystys. The sky grew dark and and thunder loomed on the horizon. The people in the city stopped and looked to the north where a sacred monument stood marking the burial of the first dragon. For thousands of years it remained sacred ground and high treason against the world to step foot within the tombs. Energy built up around the base and formed a spiral of dark magic, a barrier from intruders and a dark omen of the ritual going on inside. The Earth trembled and quaked as the barrier touched the sky. Unnatural lightning flashed and the clouds grew darker, they now covered the sky from horizon to horizon. An early night fell upon North Thystys and people began to run to their homes abandoning all they were doing. A surge of energy burst forth from the ritual site, destroying the four pillars that marked the sacred grounds. This energy did not slow, rather lost potency, no longer destroying buildings but still strong enough for even the non-arcane users to feel its passing. It swept slowly across the world in less than an hour. A dark presence now befell Ellira, and all were aware. From the deepest caves within the ground to the highest peaks of the tallest mountains.