The clouds parted.
A calm unlike anything before descended upon the battlefield — not silence, but serenity. The kind that only follows after entire worlds have screamed.
Aegon's golden light had dimmed to something softer, more human. His gaze no longer burned with the brilliance of a god, but shimmered instead with a warmth that felt… almost nostalgic.
Kaelen, Kelvin, and Lila hovered opposite him in the open sky, the horizon stretching endlessly behind them. Down below, the land of Aetheris lay scarred and trembling, yet it breathed again — as though the planet itself knew the worst had passed.
And then… Aegon closed his eyes.
"I see it now," he murmured. "Your words, brother… they were never about restraint. They were about harmony."
Eternity's faint essence flickered briefly in Kaelen's aura — silent now, but listening.
