Chapter 89 A New Dawn

The silence that followed Tobias’s fall was deafening. The battlefield, once a chaotic storm of power, now lay still—almost peaceful in its aftermath. The air, heavy with the remnants of magic, slowly began to settle, the tension dissipating as the last echoes of battle faded into nothingness. Isla stood in the midst of the wreckage, the weight of everything pressing down on her. Her heart pounded in her chest, but the fire inside her—no longer raging but still alive—settled into a quiet, almost meditative glow. The power she had wielded, the destruction and rebirth she had unleashed, now felt like a distant memory.