The air was still heavy with the remnants of Tenebris's dark presence, but with his defeat, the land began to breathe once more. The blackened sky slowly lightened, revealing the first glimpses of a golden sunrise. Orin stood on the precipice, gazing out over the changing world, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come.
"We've done it," Zaria said quietly, walking up beside him. "The World of Darkness is free once more. But there's no time to rest."
Orin nodded, his eyes narrowing as he thought about the implications of their victory. Tenebris's reign was over, but the balance of the Nine Worlds was fragile. There was still much work to be done, and the other worlds were waiting for their heroes to act.
Riven joined them, his expression thoughtful. "You know, it's strange. We've faced enemies that were each more dangerous than the last, but it always feels like we've just scratched the surface. Like something bigger is waiting out there."
"You're right," Orin said, turning to face his companions. "Tenebris was powerful, but there are still forces that we don't fully understand. And they won't just stop coming."
Kai, ever the optimist, grinned and threw an arm around Orin's shoulder. "Well, we've got each other. And the power of the Nine Worlds on our side. What's next? Let's take a break and grab some food before we head back."
Zaria smirked. "You always think about food, don't you?"
Kai shrugged. "A hero's gotta eat."
Orin chuckled, the tension in his chest easing for the first time in what felt like forever. For a moment, it was easy to forget the weight of their mission. But the truth was, there was always more to be done.
"Let's head back to the Nexus," Orin said, his voice firming with resolve. "We'll need to regroup and figure out where to go next. But first, let's take a moment to appreciate the victory we've earned."