The golden, light-based form of the Warden of Radiance dissolved into a shower of harmless, glittering sparks.
The last of its ancient, ordered will faded away, leaving the empty, white void quiet once more. In front of them, the final portal appeared.
It was not a door of light or of dark. It was a simple, grey, and perfectly neutral doorway. The way to the heart of the Seal was finally clear.
Rhys stood there, breathing heavily. The fight had been a true duel, a battle of concepts that had tested him in a way no physical fight ever could.
He had won. The path was open. He felt the new, profound understanding of the laws of Creation and Order settle within his soul, merging with the concepts of Erasure and Chaos he had absorbed from the Shadow Warden.
The four opposing concepts did not fight. They found a perfect, harmonious balance within him. He had not just learned a new law.
