The world around Tyler shattered into chaos. The rift's power exploded outward like an uncontainable force, cascading in all directions. It felt as though the fabric of reality itself had torn open, leaving behind nothing but raw, pulsing energy. The ground cracked beneath his feet, and a deafening roar filled the air—its source, the very thing that had been consuming Amara, was now lashing out in rage.
Tyler’s body was flung backward, his senses overwhelmed by the shockwave. He collided with the rocky ground with a sickening thud, the impact stealing the breath from his lungs. Pain seared through him, but it barely registered. His mind was still fixated on the moment when everything seemed to collapse—the moment when Amara had vanished.
His heart raced as he scrambled to his feet, hands
