It shone so brightly that the abyss around vanished, replaced by walls of dark stone, mud, and water that flowed far and deep into the depths.
Across the waters, the many chunks of the shattered plain rested, slowly turning into sloshy mud as they drifted and sank.
All the aether around Ayah shook, bent, and fell to her will.
And then… she contracted it.
She forcefully contracted all the aether around her.
From thin air, a sea of chains manifested, filling the space in an instant and tearing the network of vines around her to shreds.
She pointed her blade towards the tiger, and her chains followed with haste, ripping across the air at sonic speeds as they aimed for it.
But just as the tides of battle shifted in her favour, she felt her power wane.
Uriel's formation shattered.
Her crown vanished instantly, and her forced contract onto the aether collapsed, the backlash slamming into her core at the same moment her sea of chains faded into nothing.
