Silence.

The blinding light slowly faded from the ruined Hall of Seals.

Dust drifted through the air like falling snow.

The once-mighty chamber had become a field of shattered stone and broken pillars.

One by one, the survivors opened their eyes.

Sir Elias struggled to his feet.

"Your Majesty...?"

There was no answer.

Oracle Selene slowly lowered her arm from her face.

Her eyes widened.

Standing in the center of the ruins was Seraphina.

The Moon Crown floated above her head, shining brighter than ever.

Golden wings of light stretched from her back.

But...

Lucien was nowhere to be seen.

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"Lucien!"

Seraphina screamed as she searched through the smoke....