The atmosphere broke apart in an instant.
The ground beneath her, the same ground where her friends had fallen, where their warm blood had soaked into the cracks, suddenly turned darker. It was not normal darkness, it spread like thick black liquid, leaking across the earth in every direction.
From that blackened earth, the shadows began to rise. First one... then another... then a dozen... then hundreds.
They were not bodies. They were like torn pieces of souls, broken and shapeless, crawling their way up from the dark. They twisted and clawed their way into the air, and even though they had no faces, no voices, they screamed in silence. It was the sound of all the death Liora had carried inside her, now pouring out into the world.
