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As time passed, the sun climbed higher in the sky, its scorching rays making the air seem to tremble. Azul felt as if the inside of his helmet had turned into an oven, the stifling heat clouding his thoughts. He resembled a traveler in a desert, directly exposed to the blazing sun, parched and nearly unable to endure.
He leaned precariously against the sturdy city wall, fumbling to unfasten the water flask at his waist. The cap was twisted off with a sharp motion, and a wave of warm vapor rushed toward him. Ignoring the temperature, Azul greedily brought the flask to his lips and drank deeply. The warm water flowed down his cracked throat, providing a slight relief, but it was far from enough to dispel the torment brought on by the weather.
He closed his eyes, attempting to calm his heartbeat and body temperature through deep breaths. The water in the flask gradually dwindled, while the relentless sunlight continued to pour down, making each breath feel like a struggle against the heat. Azul tried to push aside thoughts of discomfort, letting his mind drift slightly away in search of a moment of coolness and peace during this brief respite.
Under that blinding sunlight, Azul writhed in discomfort. His hands rummaged through his pockets several times before he confirmed that he was alone on this secluded wall. Seizing this rare opportunity, he quickly reached up to unfasten the buckle of his helmet, feeling its cool metal against his fingertips.
His movements were somewhat rough; as he removed the helmet, it emitted a faint metallic clink that echoed across the empty wall before being swallowed by the vast blue sky. Azul exhaled sharply, releasing a breath of hot air as if fighting for every second of coolness. When he set the helmet down on the thick stone wall beside him, he felt a small measure of comfort.
A flush of red mixed with sweat and fatigue surged across Azul's face, as if he were a prisoner liberated from shackles. His hands alternated in wiping his forehead, each movement accompanied by the sound of sweat dripping—a noise that reverberated within his armor. He wiped the sweat onto the sleeves of his uniform, which were already damp.
Azul then took a deep breath; the cool air felt like oxygen in deep water, allowing him to momentarily forget about the torment of high temperatures. He closed his eyes again, trying to restore his heartbeat to a normal rhythm; each beat seemed to remind him of the omnipresent heat of summer. When he opened his eyes once more, beyond the distant landscape lay only that unyielding sun.
As Azul enjoyed this fleeting moment of freedom, inhaling deeply and feeling each breath spread coolness through his lungs, his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the magnificent Immortal Fortress in the distance. This fortress stood as a symbol of Noxus, always existing in its unshakeable solidity; however, today something unusual was occurring.
Just as Azul was staring intently at it, an invisible wave of intense energy suddenly emanated from one level of the fortress, followed by an earth-shattering roar. Azul witnessed a breathtaking scene—the glass windows of the fortress shattered as if struck by an invisible hammer, countless shards scattering outward like raindrops and sparkling under the sunlight like diamonds.
This sudden turn of events stirred an indescribable tension within Azul. Instinctively sensing trouble, he realized this was no ordinary accident. He hurriedly bent down to pick up the helmet he had set aside moments ago and quickly donned it again. A warning bell rang in his mind—this could be an urgent alert indicating that something extremely serious had occurred within the fortress.
His movements were swift and decisive as he ensured he returned to full combat readiness in no time at all. While putting on his helmet, Azul's eyes scanned his surroundings continuously, seeking more clues from other guards' reactions. His heartbeat quickened dramatically at that moment; uncertain about what would happen next but knowing he had to be prepared for any situation that might arise.
When Immortal Fortress trembled again, all soldiers on the city wall felt that shaking approaching from afar. Sergeant William immediately sprang into action; his voice resonated throughout the wall as he sternly commanded, "Hurry up! Everyone assemble! Move it!" His tone carried an undeniable urgency as he struck his spear against the hard stone ground with forceful taps that emphasized the critical nature of his orders with each sound.
Upon hearing the squad leader's command, Azul did not hesitate for a moment. He quickly secured his helmet and began to sprint towards William's position at full speed. As he ran, the entire Immortal Fortress suddenly shook with an even more intense tremor, as if the whole structure was quaking at that moment. This second tremor was stronger than the first, and dust could be seen falling from certain parts of the walls, while small stones rolled down due to the vibrations.
William stood at the assembly point, continuing to pound the ground with urgency. His face was filled with seriousness and anxiety as he scanned each soldier arriving. Under his command, the soldiers quickly formed ranks, their expressions filled with tension and unease, questions swirling in their minds about how this sudden event would unfold. As more personnel gathered, the atmosphere within the entire unit grew heavier; everyone awaited further orders, ready to respond to any situation that might arise.
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