Wei Lin could feel the energy around them shifting, the balance of power beginning to tilt. The statue's movements became less fluid, its strikes less precise. It was weakening, its connection to the ancient power being severed.
Now was the time to strike. Wei Lin surged forward, her staff glowing with the light of the fragment. She channeled the energy into the weapon, and with a single, decisive blow, she struck the statue's chest, right at the heart of the cracks that had formed earlier.
The impact was profound. The statue froze in place, the light in its eyes dimming. A moment later, a deep rumble emanated from within its core, and the statue began to crumble, pieces of stone falling away as it collapsed into the earth. The energy in the clearing dissipated, leaving only silence in its wake.
