Chapter 39 The Consequences Of Shadows

Aeryn remained motionless, her breaths shallow and rapid as the battlefield fell into an unsettling quiet. The environment surrounding her seemed dreamlike, as though she was trapped between reality and an evaporating dream. Zalithar lay twisted on the ground, his formerly formidable shape now scarcely more than a shell, the dark energy that had granted him such might fading into the night air. The burden of what had just occurred weighed heavily on her. It had ended. Zalithar was overcome.