And Silus's head was severed.
His body fell, slowly, then disintegrated into spiritual dust—vanishing into the debris of a collapsing dimension.
No last words.
No curses.
No vengeance.
Only silence.
But Lein knew—
This wasn't the end.
Cracks began to spread.
Not just through the platform where they fought—but across the entire structure of Hanur Space.
Dimensional stability crumbled.
Gravity vanished.
Reality shattered like glass hurled from the heavens.
Unstable spatial waves surged through the air, stripping away the last traces of natural law. The platforms began to collapse one by one. Vortices of void tore wide open, devouring everything in their path.
Lein let out a quiet breath.
Then, he raised a scroll—
The Starshifter Scroll.
His only exit before complete dimensional collapse.
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