The reaper's form began to fracture, its screeches fading as it disintegrated, breaking into countless wisps of shadow that dissolved into the air. A haunting silence settled over the cavern as the last traces of the reaper disappeared, leaving only William standing with his blade in hand, the Nihility Flames gradually extinguishing.
He took a deep breath, the exhaustion catching up to him, but a look of triumph crossed his face. He glanced down and noticed a dark amulet lying amid the shadows, the only remnant of the reaper. He bent down to pick it up, a faint smirk on his face as he turned back to Emily and Ryan, who looked both stunned and relieved.
"Now that was a worthy fight," he said, wiping the sweat from his brow.
