As Luca's cries gradually quieted and he drifted into an uneasy sleep, the immense dark portal he had unconsciously summoned began to waver and shrink. The remaining netherbeasts, unable to return in time, crumbled into dust as the portal closed, their essence scattering into the ether. The once-turbulent sky grew still again, and the echoes of the epic battle faded into silence.
Durgia's frown deepened as she watched the portal vanish. "He is too young, his bloodline is not strong enough... he can't even sustain them in the world of creation... Too bad. But if he had at least eaten the human meat, he would have produced more power," she mused to herself.
Lady Vinegar, limping from her injury, stepped forward with a mix of pain and determination. "What did you do to my son? He... he should not be able to do that," she demanded, her voice trembling with a blend of fear and confusion.
