Rumble! Rumble!
The once charred garden surpassed its former splendor, the flora that grew from it much more vibrant and colorful than before, as if the corpses of the hundreds of Nagi and Naga served to fertilize it.
The surroundings were so brightly lit in a warm golden color that Berkah almost forgot that it was night-time.
The blood-red moon ceased as the eclipse elapsed and it returned to its usual color.
Berkah felt a soothing warmth beneath his feet and watched as a great tree grew before his eyes, using Euryale's corpse as a base before completely absorbing it, and morphing it into an inflorescence of incomparable beauty that would tug at the heart of anyone with an eye for flowers.
"Wow..."
Berkah raised his gaze at the towering tree before him, its leaves green and riddled with yellow spots as if it they had been sprinkled with gold dust.
