The violet sun exploded, engulfing the entire continent in a devastating tremor that lasted for several seconds. After the return to calmness, the sky remained as dark as an abyss, as if the sun refused to appear.
In the vast area that was once known as the Purplecloud Clan, there was now only completely flat and black land, with no trace of the sacred mountains and monumental buildings.
Lian stood there, looking up, while Riria, Saya, Shiho, Edea, Meili, and Rumi trembled and had tears in their eyes but held their weapons firmly, convinced that the battle was not yet over.
Suddenly, small points around the former Clan began to emit a pale and gloomy glow. They floated and ascended slowly, like small abyssal black stars. There were only a dozen runes, and they possessed much less power than they had felt in the first appearance of that figure.
