The fight was finished in an instant, and with a brilliant light, but the aftermath of the battle hung heavy with uncertainty.
Kaito stood locked in place, his sword still vibrating with the remaining power from their battle against the Architects of Eclipse Online.
Every breath a reminder of how close they had come to losing everything. The fragmented remnants of the Abyss spun furiously around him—shards and scraps of what had existed, crumbling away to nothing.
But even in their victory, there was an unshakeable sense of dread lingering on Kaito's shoulders. He still felt the Architect, an invisible afterimage, a presence haunting the interweave of reality itself.
The battle they had just fought seemed like an extended introduction to something even more terrible.
The Abyss itself seemed to pant in a sickly rhythm, as if alive and starving for something—a final, crushing compulsion.
