Seris and Typhon floated down to stand in front of the broken group, their corrupted bodies glowing with power through the Leviathan.
"It's over," Seris said, and her voice echoed across the ruined plaza. "Face the fact that your weak hero is dead."
"And that bitch... Nerissa is no longer alive."
"The Ocean Empire's leadership has fallen, and with it, any hope of uniting the Seven Major Powers."
Typhon nodded, and his face showed that he might have felt regret about the corruption. "The Archon's plan is going perfectly."
"As we speak, Cthulhu's seal is getting weaker."
"The Forbidden Guardian will wake up in less than an hour, and seventy percent of Zorathia's surface will be a place of madness and corruption..."
"Well, I might have to give you all credit that you all fought well," Seris said, almost with respect. "But determination alone can't win some battles such as this."
"The monsters win sometimes. The world ends sometimes. And today is that day."
