Some flamboyant victories tasted worse than defeat. Devoid of any sense of glee or achievement, Harun fixed the Blood Matron with apathetic eyes, and aimed his right hand at the solar explosion unleashed by his corpse guard. Backed by a surge of Spiritual Incense, his golden lightning mark released amorphous energy waves that sealed the Desolate Corpse Guard's surrounding—keeping the explosion confined to Weeping Soul and Dolma's leviathan summon.
Stupefied by this turn and event, Birandar and Mukri put an end to their conflict—both squinting at the startling result. All traces of Harun and Jiyan's clash—no, about 90% of those traces, from the ever-burning flames to the ice hails and craters, no longer existed. A champion of Truth and Fate, Birandar's third eye perused the scene, but if he could sense the lingering Fate Essence, the abilities of Harun's right eye exceeded what his Wheel of Causality could see through.
