The slash struck true, severing Acedia's head from his body in a single, clean motion. The Demon King's headless form crumpled to the ground, dark tendrils of magic dissipating like smoke in the wind. The poison sacs scattered across Eldoria flickered and vanished, as though they had never existed.
Elias landed on the ground, his breath ragged, his body trembling from the exertion. He looked at Acedia's fallen body, half-expecting it to rise again. But there was no movement, no sign of life. Acedia was gone, and with him, the curse that had plagued Eldoria.
The citizens of Eldoria emerged from their hiding places, their eyes wide with disbelief. They had witnessed the final confrontation, the moment when their savior had triumphed over a Demon King. A murmur of awe and relief swept through the crowd, growing into a chorus of cheers.
