As the wave of silver light engulfed them, everything faded into an abyss of cold silence. It was a sensation that all of them had grown familiar with in the past—the feeling of death, of losing everything in a single, overwhelming moment. Yet, this time, it felt different. There was no panic, no fear, only a strange acceptance. They had fought with everything they had, faced an opponent who was leagues beyond them, and still stood their ground until the end.
The void lingered for what felt like an eternity, the only company being their thoughts and the heavy weight of failure.
But then, like a distant echo, a warm light pierced the darkness. It was faint at first, barely noticeable, but it gradually grew stronger until it enveloped them in a gentle embrace. One by one, they began to regain consciousness.
