"I will take the cosmic core into myself," Gaia announced solemnly. "And with it, I will also claim this corrupted world. Over the course of one hundred thousand years, I will use the core's essence to cleanse the planet and restore its balance. When the time is right, life shall bloom here again."
The two Titans bowed their heads deeply, their massive frames shimmering before dissolving into streams of starlight, vanishing back into the void from which they came.
The primordial beasts, however, gave no words, only a low rumble of acknowledgment before they turned and left, their colossal forms fading into the endless dark.
And so, silence reclaimed the battlefield, broken only by the faint, rhythmic pulse of the cosmic core cradled within Gaia's immense hand.
