Invocation Beneath the Fire Sea
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop
Inspired on Book 3 Fire Sea from The Death Gate Cycle
In the depths of a ruined Sartan temple, surrounded by pillars scorched with ancient runes, a lone necromancer stands at the heart of a volcanic sanctum—his blackened trident raised toward the ashen sky. Molten cracks spread like veins through the obsidian floor, and the air trembles with the resonance of death magic. This is the moment before resurrection, before the cursed souls of the Sartan rise once more. The red light of the runes pulses like a heartbeat, echoing the ancient vengeance buried beneath centuries of ash. Silence reigns—only the fire speaks.
Invocation Beneath the Fire Sea
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop
Inspired on Book 3 Fire Sea from The Death Gate Cycle
In the depths of a ruined Sartan temple, surrounded by pillars scorched with ancient runes, a lone necromancer stands at the heart of a volcanic sanctum—his blackened trident raised toward the ashen sky. Molten cracks spread like veins through the obsidian floor, and the air trembles with the resonance of death magic. This is the moment before resurrection, before the cursed souls of the Sartan rise once more. The red light of the runes pulses like a heartbeat, echoing the ancient vengeance buried beneath centuries of ash. Silence reigns—only the fire speaks.