The words faded into eternity as the True Druid's body lost its lustre. Slowly, it became colourless and began to wither. A wind coincidentally passed by to disperse the ashes into the world.
....
The acknowledgement of what just happened was difficult for Lee. Like a baby elephant weighing on him, Lee felt his innards pressurised and oppressed by an unknown force. The silence was so powerful that he could not produce tears.
But...
Something sparked in Lee's mind which caused his inner wail to subside. His eyes squinted and brows knit when he revised Ruella's words.
'We might have failed. But we were not defeated.'
It took him a moment to wrap around the words she said before her being disintegrated. Lying face down, he raised his head and took a glance at the broken half of the sword.
It was then his eyes caught something!
'The sword is not broken. D detached it intentionally.'
