A terrifying explosion reverberated through the skies, shaking the world. The queen felt each scale of her armor crumble like broken glass. Before she could react, an even more devastating power hit her, obliterating her body in a flash of seven calamities, erasing any trace of her physical existence.
Her runic crown floated in the void, shining brightly for a brief moment before shattering into ethereal fragments. At the exact moment of its destruction, in five medium-sized universes, all forms of life trembled, feeling their very existence being drained from their bodies.
The queen's celestial soul, nestled within the crown, reacted instinctively. Gripping the spear of the void, she tried to buy herself some time. But she didn't see the whale anywhere. She quickly understood that this attack had destroyed them both.
Or so it seemed.
