Dust engulfed the battlefield like a living creature, thick and suffocating, rising in massive choking clouds that transformed the ruined Guild into a ghostly wasteland of shadows and jagged outlines.
The golden barrier that once protected everything was gone, shattered into nothingness, and in its absence, the sky reemerged, vast and indifferent.
Pale sunlight spilled across the devastation as if the world beyond had resumed breathing without regard for what had unfolded below. The light filtered through the dust slowly, piercing the haze in scattered beams that illuminated broken stone, overturned debris, and bodies lying motionless on the ground.
