The moment Veer put the Dark Metal Slate on the Iron Throne, something shook in the Floating Island. It trembled, sending earthquakes throughout the Island as the beings living on it panicked.
Under his astonished eyes, the land before Veer began to crack. At first, there were only a few web-like cracks due to the earthquake, but soon, the waves escalated and more cracks began to form.
Slowly, but surely, the cracks began to grow wider as wind howled around them. The nature seemed to have taken an aggressive form as it destroyed everything including itself.
"No way!!"
Veer muttered in shock, as he watched the floating island slowly fall apart. There was no denying it, the Island was breaking apart and in no time, it would collapse.
He knew that the floating island would drop on the ground but he never expected it to break first. It meant that every being living on it would fall from an unimaginable height, including the Aethryms' corpses.