The ancient tower groaned as impossible forces clashed beneath the surface of the world. Within the King of Nothing, his Will and the inevitability of his demise clashed in a furious conflagration of force, both his soul and the world around him suffering from the fallout.
Cassie was pushed back, slamming into the wall of the Ebony Tower with enough momentum to make obsidian dust rain from above.
In front of her, Mordret was attempting to form a new soul core — a Sacred soul core — from the vast nebula of brilliant shards that spun in the eye of the storm ravaging his Soul Sea. His Will was like a tyrannical force of attraction, subjecting the shattered cores to an impossible pressure. Crushed by it, the shards were slowly fusing into a diamond-like sphere.
And all the while, his soul was crumbling, held together only by his fierce determination to live... to be something instead of dissolving into nothingness and disappearing forever.
