The tension in the chamber hung heavy in the air as the last remnants of magic fizzled and faded. Nyxira's broken form lay still, and the oppressive atmosphere that had choked the room slowly gave way to a cold but liberating silence.
As the dust settled, Thalia and Lucie stepped forward, their regal presence a stark contrast to the chaos that had just unfolded.
"Secure the perimeter," Thalia commanded, her voice authoritative and sharp, cutting through the silence.
Her guards moved swiftly, encircling Nyxira and ensuring that no one could enter or leave without their say. It was clear this fight had far-reaching consequences, and Thalia was already taking control, ensuring no loose ends remained.
Lucie moved closer, her gaze sweeping over the carnage left behind. "The witch council will need answers," she said, her voice laced with a mix of resolve and exhaustion. "Nyxira and those who conspired with her will be held accountable."
