As Sauron's body completely disappeared, a thick dark aura filled the area, as if even though his physical form had dissolved, the terrifying threat still permeated every corner. In that moment, everyone held their breath, knowing that the battle was not over, and the real challenge was just beginning.
But amidst the chaos, one thing caught everyone's attention—the severed arm that had held the One Ring still lay quietly on the ground. Despite the absence of Sauron's presence, the Ring still emitted a captivating glow. Its light was like a strange magnetic field, drawing in everything that came near, radiating an immense allure.
Kress silently walked toward it, unnoticed by most of the others. His gaze shifted between the fallen arm and the Ring, a greedy gleam flashing in his eyes. Finally, he reached out and, without hesitation, grabbed the arm and gently removed the Ring from its finger.
