The gates of the Ebony Tower, which had withstood thousands of years of being bathed in divine flame, were violently torn off the hinges and went flying, crashing down with a thunderous roar. Wisps of white mist poured inside, forcing Cassie to stagger away.
Kneeling on the floor, overcome by indescribable agony, Mordret looked up.
One wing of the massive gate bounced off the stone floor and was barreling in his direction in a cloud of black shards. Gritting his teeth, he raised a hand, and the enormous slab of obsidian exploded into countless fragments before reaching him.
A suppressed groan escaped from his lips.
Mordret... had failed in his attempt to become a god. His Apotheosis seemed to have succeeded, but at the last moment, an unexpected variable caused everything to come crashing down.
The Corruption.
