Everything was back to normal. The illusions had faded, and Zain could now see everything clearly. Outside the platform, she could see Sebastian, standing there, and looking unto her with admiration. The bald head man, which was the leader of the other immortals, was also there, marveled at the sight of Zain, and finally, in front of her was the female immortal, down on one knee, with her head bowed low, in acknowledgement.
The dust had finally settled, the storm was finally calmed, the battle was finally over, and it ended with Zain at the top. The ultimate underdog, standing tall above an immortal.
The woman raised her head, and fixed her eyes on Zain.
"You did well, Zain Potter. You have proven that you really are the chosen one, the risen Phoenix," she said to Zain.
The woman stood to her feet, and disappeared into thin air. Zain was left alone on the platform. She climbed down, and went to where the bald man stood.
