*BOOM!*
All the artifacts simultaneously imploded!
One moment, Ezra stood in the treasure vault, surrounded by an army of cerulean-glowing artifacts.
A dome of energy erupted from every direction, imploding in on itself with a thunderous boom that tore the very air asunder.
The next moment, Ezra stumbled back into the Sovereign Universe with a warped shimmer of space—though not unscathed.
"GAAAH—!"
His body emerging lay like a wounded beast thrown through rails of fire.
Smoke and steam hissed from his left side, trailing behind like an ominous cloak.
But it is doused within seconds as no air pockets exist in space.
His garments were shredded—tatters hanging off his frame, revealing blistered, charred skin that hissed and crackled with residual energy.
The entire left half of his torso bore the violent wrath of the explosion, his arm limp and blackened at the fingertips.
He staggered, breath caught between wheezes and growls.
