The silence that followed their disappearance was heavy almost unnatural.
The battlefield that once screamed with thunder and flame now only echoed with the faint hiss of cooling stone.
Ash drifted like snow. The air itself seemed too tired to move.
Kaen exhaled, his sword dropping to his side. "...They're gone?"
Rael's eyes narrowed, his Shinrei still humming faintly. "Yeah. That woman, she's one of them, I'm sure of it."
Kenji leaned on his weapon, laughing softly through exhaustion. "Tch... Hollow Nine, Voidflame Titan, Eclipse forms, what's next? The gods themselves?"
Lira didn't answer. She was too busy holding her barrier over the wounded. Her expression, however, betrayed unease.
Ceyla was quiet, looking toward the horizon, where the faint golden aura of stone and divinity pulsed.
Even her heart already strained by battle beat faster.
"That presence…" she whispered. "It's… calm, but enormous."
