The Day of Flames

The Day of Flames signifies the last stand of Arkion against The Final Empire on this day the dragons and elves stood side by side against the armies of the empire. Previously they were driven into the Wyvern Mountainrange and cut off from going east by the Colossi and now they face off in the last battle, both sides throwing in everything they have.
The end of the First Age draws near as the empire marches into the mountain range during a mid summer thunderstorm, his eminence at the front guiding his troops around the various traps set by the Elves. Most Human kingdoms had already sworn allegiance to the empire and many of those knew the mountains even better then the elves. Not however better than the dragons... nor the giants, after much deliberation the giants settled their differences with the dragons and joined arms with them. In a bit of a surprise to the empire tunnels were built beneath their troops and suddenly a horde of Giants erupted in their midst, and so it had begun the last battle. The roars of dragons and the rumbling of the colossi could apparently be heard throughout the continent as the clash begun. Not much is known about the details of the battle, only a few elves recorded the battle but even these records are tightly guarded by the Keepers and the public is not privy to this information.
The battle went on for 3 days and 3 nights however step by step the empire gained the upper hand as more and more dragons fell, their corpses dowsing the mountains in crimson blood. As defeat drew near the Dragons retreated onto the highest peaks of the Mountains preparing one last counterattack, a spell engraved into their species and it should only be used in the most desperate of situations. The ancient dragons sent the rest of their brethren away and the growling chant reverberated through the mountains.

"It was a magical display equally beautiful and horrific in its revelation" ~ His Eminence of the Empire

The battle was left in suspense for two hours, running away was pointless everyone in the mountain range was doomed that day. Then the chant stopped, the ancient dragons dropped from their peaks as the Heavens turned crimson... the clouds evaporated in seconds as the firestorm descended onto the realm. Agitated by the magic, the blood of the slain dragons caught fire, at the same time the firestorm hit from above encompassing the whole mountain range. The Flames burned for 2 weeks, melting everything into nothingness, as the last flame was finally extinguished the flame had permeated the stone and the previous black mountains had turned a glowing Orange which persists to this day. The very fabric of the rock was changed and even a millennia later it still emits a slight heat, this is how the current Wyvern mountain range came to be. Only a single soul that stayed in the mountains persisted, the emperor himself was the only one to survive the battle, he spent another week mourning his soldiers before descending the mountains.
His remaining troops and other humans hailed him as a blessed being by the gods, which is not entirely wrong, and in the end Arkion fell to the Final empire.

~ Coloss