As the walls peeled away like paper, darkness covered the sky, a void deep with endless hunger.
I staggered and at the same time, my breathing hitched in my throat as the floor beneath my feet curled like a boiling liquid.
On the other hand, Maeral cracked up his laughter a terrible sound echoing from everywhere and nowhere all at once. His body—his false, beautiful, perfect body—began to split apart.
And at the same time, his flesh melted into pure golden energy, his limbs dissolving like sand in the wind and in a flash, he changed.
A blinding burst of power ripped through the air as his form collapsed inward, folding in on itself—and in his place, something dark, unnatural, and utterly wrong took shape.
A massive, floating obsidian sphere, its surface etched with shifting runes tha
