The ground beneath Marcus and Elara trembled violently as the remnants of the Nexus Orb shattered and its dark energy flooded the temple. The walls, once solid and unyielding, cracked like fragile glass, their ancient foundations crumbling under the weight of the power that had been unleashed. It felt as though the very earth itself was rebelling against them, breaking apart in an attempt to undo the damage they had wrought.
Marcus struggled to his feet, his breath ragged and his body aching from the strain of the battle and the destructive surge of energy that had surged through the chamber. The air was thick with smoke and the smell of burning stone, and the once-calm atmosphere of the temple had become chaotic and hostile.
