As the final creature slumped to the ground, black ichor pooling beneath its crumpled form, silence once again fell across the shattered ruin.
Stromeon turned his horned head toward Kai, his eyes sparking with residual electricity.
His broad, scaled frame radiated heat and power, his body still trembling from the chaos he'd unleashed.
He let out a low, rumbling huff.
A signal.
Kai nodded, grimacing as he stumbled to his feet, blood trickling down from his temple and along his jawline.
He turned to the limp form of Vex, lying unconscious but breathing steadily near a crumbled pillar.
"Thanks, girl," he whispered, pressing two fingers to her forehead.
And she vanished into a flicker of mist, back into the soul space.
And then—
Stromeon moved.
Electricity surged violently across his body, dancing from horn to claw, tail to fang.
The temple groaned under the pressure, fractures webbing outward from the drake's claws.
