When the light faded, Aiden stood in the center of the smoking crater, his sword embedded in the ground. His chest rose and fell with labored breaths, his body trembling from the strain.
Eeh'liel was on his knees, his armor in tatters and his aura flickering weakly. His once-commanding presence now seemed frail, the weight of defeat settling on his shoulders.
"This… is not over…" he hissed, trying to rise but failing. "I will return… stronger than before…"
Aiden stepped closer, his eyes burning with determination. "No, you won't." He raised his sword, the Primordial Flame flaring once more. "This ends now."
With a swift strike, Aiden plunged his sword into Eeh'liel's core, the golden flame consuming the Lifeless Emperor from within. Eeh'liel let out a final, guttural scream before his body dissolved into ash, the death energy dissipating into the wind.
Silence fell over the battlefield.