The Battle Comes To An End
Bone snapped back into place.
Muscles wove themselves anew.
Skin closed smoothly over the fresh limbs.
Victor's father gasped in shock as his breathing turned steady.
The pain was gone.
His body was whole again.
The healer then turned to Victor.
A surge of soothing warmth flooded Victor's veins as his shattered arm mended, bruises faded, and his strength returned.
Victor gasped while raising his hands in disbelief and staring at them.
His body felt lighter. Stronger.
But before he could even speak,
The air shifted.
A crackling heat rose dangerously, boiling the very ground beneath them.
Victor turned his head—
The Drakenar leader was breaking free.
His red eyes glowed like molten suns and his muscles twitched violently.
The heat around him surged to catastrophic levels, warping the very air into a mirage of fire.
The ground blackened.
The air trembled.