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Drake admired the chaotic landscape, something that hadn't even happened when he fought Pandemonium or Chaos. The three continents seemed to be slowly being destroyed as the vortex gradually increased in size over time.
The portals and spacetime distortions leading to Earth and Zipangu seemed to constantly spread and open further, revealing large fragments of the worlds hanging upside down and slowly joining the vortex.
Surrounding the vortex where all three continents met, giant sharp needle-like spires grew, composed of strange purple and red crystallized dimensional energy, forming a peculiar formation around the vortex. This wasn't just the effect of the vortex, but the spires were deliberately placed there, perhaps to provoke it.
"We've pretty much killed all of his Soul Fragments at this point…" Drake said, glancing at the chaotic sight, his eyes filled with wonder. "But even now, his main Soul Fragment, the elf, remains alive, right?"
