When the head separates from the body, illusions die with it.
In the torn Cathedral of Flesh, the flow of sacred light that had been radiating from Saint Ilarion was cut off.
And with the saint's death and the fading of his false supreme energy, its physical effects also disappeared.
The golden spears of light, which had been piercing the limbs of Alpha Squad and pinning them to the pulsating floor, began to flicker weakly, then turned into glowing dust and scattered into the air before vanishing completely.
But the disappearance of the spears did not remove the wounds they caused.
Eva fell onto her side, gasping, blood pouring heavily from the burned gaps in her thigh and shoulder.
Sia struggled to prop herself up on her elbow, blood seeping from her abdomen.
And Valisera remained sprawled, lacking even the energy to fully lift her head, her crimson eyes still fixed on the severed face of the saint before her.
