[: 3rd POV :]
As Daniel had absorbed the 10 Conquerors what should have been a peaceful moment due to the victory turns out to be something else.
What should have been silence never came.
Instead...
*Boom.*
The sound did not come from the sky, nor the land, nor even the void left behind by the devoured Conquerors.
It came from everywhere at once, as if the world itself had been struck by an unseen hammer.
Every living being felt it.
Mountains groaned, oceans stilled, mana currents twisted into knots, and even the air trembled with an instinctive dread that had nothing to do with power alone.
Far away, within a crystalline cocoon suspended in a sanctuary of roots and light, Mika emotions stirred.
Her evolution should have been flawless, protected, isolated, absolute.
And yet her brow furrowed unconsciously, delicate features tightening as if something unseen pressed against her very soul.
"…hn…" she murmured faintly, the cocoon pulsing erratically before settling again.
