The loyal familiar thought so.
Seeing he was indeed unharmed, the Hero finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to recall the recent events, taking in her surroundings.
But before she had a chance to look around, the black cat by her side suddenly raised its head, its pupils contracted, and it let out a piercing cry.
The warning cry startled the Hero, who quickly spread her Perception wide, taking in the situation around her.
Above the rocky dome, a network of cracks spread rapidly, sprawling out like a spiderweb.
The miasma and Magic Element that supported the existence of the Secret Realm was largely purified by the Phoenix's flames, and the flames' fierce burning caused a dramatic change in the cave's air pressure.
Under the mounting pressures, the underground relic's space could no longer bear the weight of the earth overhead. Rocks and dust poured down like rain, thunderously loud.
