The lich crumbled into a gust of ash, its dark, corporeal form dispersing into nothingness. Above, the oppressive black sky began to fracture, revealing faint streaks of pale afternoon light that seeped through the widening fissures, like water escaping through a cracked dam.
The initial slivers expanded into broad, shimmering golden beams that poured over the ruined cityscape below, illuminating shattered spires and collapsed edifices. The unnatural cold that had lingered in the air receded, replaced by a gentle warmth. The relentless wind fell silent, and the entire world, which had seemed to hold its breath in anticipation, finally exhaled a long, collective sigh.
Dominic lay sprawled on his back within the crater's depths, his eyes fixed on the dazzling light streaming above.
He was immobilized, unable to move.
