Chapter 1591: "The Aftermath of Silence"

The light of dawn filtered weakly through the cracked windows of the Citadel, casting a dim, pale glow across the remains of the battle. Elara's body ached, her energy spent, but her mind was sharp. The destruction of the Heart had sent shockwaves throughout the land, its influence rippling outward even as the Shadow had been cast down. Yet, in the wake of the storm, there was no relief. The world felt… empty, as if the very air had been hollowed out.

The Citadel, once a towering bastion of power, was now a crumbling shell, its walls etched with the scars of the battle. The floor was littered with debris, shattered relics, and remnants of the creatures that had once plagued their every step. But it was the silence that held the most weight. The absence of the creature's shrieking, the absence of the frantic energy that had permeated the air—it was all too much.