The declaration rang out and the dome sealed.
Inside it, the shockwaves died. The displaced air, the scattered earth, the rolling vibrations still coming from the fight behind her — all of it smoothed into stillness the moment her Order encompassed it. She rose from the ground slowly, Ailin secured on her back, sword in hand.
She observed the catastrophic results of the clash between Finn and the Sun God's beam… a clash that was still currently ongoing above the treeline — a thick pillar of weaponized sunlight held against a torrent of glitching chaos, neither giving way, the light coming off the collision so blinding that she had to avert her gaze and look toward the ground, where the God of Secrets should've been…
But he was nowhere to be seen.
