The illusion shattered like glass, dissolving into the ether as Pyris stood victorious in Zara's mansion. The oppressive air of magic still lingered, heavy and thick, but the twisted forest, grotesque creatures, and dark trials she had thrown at him were gone.
Pyris stood calmly in the middle of the room, his Elemental Sovereign's Aura still pulsating around him, bending reality itself.
Zara sat on her throne-like chair, her gaze locked onto him.
For the first time since he'd known her, Pyris saw something in her eyes that hadn't been there before: intrigue... and perhaps envy. She had witnessed firsthand the sheer, unrelenting power of his abilities.
