The explosion sent everything flying off into the dark abyss. Bits and pieces of debris floating in the dark skies crossed over the boundary of the island before instantly disappearing into nothingness.
The Unity creature was fast, but it wasn't fast enough. It was laying on the ground, with its lower body completely missing after the explosion sent it crashing onto the very edge of the island.
Its indomitable prismatic skin, which would have burned through anything it touched, was slowly melting, motes of light dispersing in the wind, as the effects of the bomb lingered on.
The Unity creature tried to gather the melting mana in its body, but found no success. It could not heal itself. And even if it could, it would take a few more minutes before the mana in the air completely stabilized.
Michael would not wait that long.
He approached the Unity creature, each step the only thing echoing in the island. Otherwise, it was silent.
