Hex lunged towards Oddryl, ready to swipe with his dark green translucent claw. Layla was doing the same, but with a bright smile on her face.
Once they were right next to Oddryl, his eyes began to glow brightly.
"Everything... can be rebuilt."
Immediately, something changed. The atmosphere within the entire empire shifted.
It had become stagnant... yet antsy.
Empty, yet crowded.
...Silent, yet loud.
What remained of the watchtower instantaneously shifted into black flesh, swallowing Oddryl within.
In the end, Hex's and Layla's attack only slashed into the black flesh, while their target, Oddryl, got away.
Apollo hovered in the air, watching as the watchtower rapidly lost shape, becoming something...
...new.
There was no longer ground underneath Layla and Hex, prompting them to fall.
