Ashton sat cross-legged at the very bottom of the Abyssal Caverns, surrounded by a faint white glow that emanated from his body. The air around him crackled with dark energy, a testament to the demonic corruption that had been suffusing the caverns for ages. But Ashton was not daunted by the task ahead of him. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes and began to channel his magic.
The white glow around him intensified, and the air grew colder as the magic began to permeate every corner of the caverns. The demonic taint, which had been seeping into the rocks and soil for a very long time, began to recede in the face of Ashton's power. The caverns shook and groaned, as if fighting back against the cleansing ritual, but Ashton's magic was relentless.