The Savage Communion's fortress crumbled behind me like a house of cards caught in a hurricane, its supposedly impregnable walls reduced to smoking rubble in less than an hour. What should have been a months-long siege had become little more than a casual stroll through their defenses, my newfound Radiant-rank power turning their most dangerous stronghold into an afternoon's work.
Dust and debris swirled in the air, carried by the wind that still hummed with the echoes of my Grey energy blasts. The ground was littered with shattered stone and twisted metal, remnants of barriers that had held back armies for centuries. Now, they were nothing.
"Well," Luna said with satisfaction rippling through our bond, "that was disappointingly easy."
