The battlefield was silent.

The shattered remains of the Void Core drifted through the sky like pieces of black glass.

For the first time since the invasion began, sunlight touched Eryndor.

People slowly stepped from their hiding places.

Some cried.

Others simply stared at the sky.

The Void King had fallen.

Or so they thought.

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Lucien remained motionless.

The final seal still glowed inside his hand.

Seraphina walked toward him.

"Lucien..."

He didn't answer.

His eyes remained fixed on the shattered Gate.

Then the whisper came again.

"You destroyed my body..."

"...but you have not destroyed me."

The voice wasn't coming from the sky.

It was coming from the...