As the blue dragon plummeted to his demise, life slipping from his wisdom-filled eyes, the entire world seemed to mourn his death. The grass, soil, and lakes trembled in fear before the wrath of the angry goddess, manifesting their sorrow through a melancholic melody.
Since the blue dragon was not a creature of flesh, he disintegrated into countless water particles that evaporated into dense steam. The fog covered the entire second floor in one swift motion, like curtains descending to mark the end of an era.
Artemis descended from the sky, her sealing power reasserting its dominance. The spatial fissures created by her two arrows could not repair themselves within this tower. Her human form reemerged as figures surrounded her, gazing at her with fear.