Deep underground
Garen had finally gathered the last of the 999 rays of Sunlight.
He slowly sucked this last ray into his mouth, and felt it get automatically carried away by the scarlet glow, flowing toward the small sun near his liver. It was then soundlessly integrated into the dazzlingly bright and painfully hot ball of light that was the sun.
Soundlessly.
The last ray of Sunlight merged into the small sun, like a stream flowing into the ocean. It did not create any ripples, and just went in calmly, as though it was not the last ray of Sunlight.
Garen slowly released a breath, and saw the white whirlpool in front of him gradually fade, his heart filled with unspeakable relief.
He took out the Ice Magic Scroll and opened it, that same blue-golden light pillar appearing before his eyes once more.
