The battlefield was silent, save for the faint crackling of the shattered Earth's Heart in the distance.
Lance had to get help from Aelyndra to check on the Titan king. Luckily for them, she had placed a teleportation formation on him in case he wandered off, so they could track him easily. With that, they simply teleported to where his body laid, hundreds of miles away.
Lance stood at the edge of the massive crater where the Titan King had fallen, staring at the almost lifeless body.
The Titan King's once-massive form lay broken and defeated after his condensed form appeared to have been undone, reduced to a barely-recognizable heap of crystalline debris. Its glowing veins flickered weakly, and its obsidian crown, now dull and slightly cracked, rested precariously on what remained of its head.
Lance approached cautiously, walking slowly towards its head. The Titan King's glowing eyes flickered one last time, its voice a mere whisper.