The world was still. Silence had descended like a heavy cloak over the battlefield. Zane and Selina stood at the heart of the Veil, their swords still buried in the core of the ancient force that had threatened to tear their world apart. The air around them hummed with residual power, but the overwhelming sense of danger had finally receded, leaving behind only the faint echo of what had just transpired.
Zane slowly withdrew his sword, the blade shimmering with the fading remnants of the ancient magic. Selina followed suit, her movements deliberate, though she still felt the aftershocks of the battle reverberating through her body. The energy that had surged through the Veil was unlike anything they had ever experienced, a force so ancient and primal that it threatened to unravel everythi
