"Jabberwock Shift…? I did it–it's done," Finn slowly breathed out.
A sound like that of stone cracking turned his attention upward at the headless body of the Jabberwock. Feeling that it might've been toppling over on top of him, he stumbled back, though found that wasn't the case.
Its body came over with cracks, shattering as it broke apart and crumbled into bits and pieces of lifeless rock and dust. The remnants of the calamity that had brought the end to Wonderland rained down gently like an ashen shower.
All of the flames that had been burning on the field were brought down, though it didn't seem to be the ashes of the Jabberwock that snuffed out the fire.
He stood there as he could make something out standing just a few meters ahead on the ash-coated field. It was difficult to see it, not so much as transparent, but more so gentle fluctuations in the wind that roughly looked like the shape of a woman.
