บท 140: The Rise of the Phoenix

The world around Seraphyne was still, the forest stretching out endlessly, a barren wasteland where shadows once thrived. The remnants of the Abyss lay at their feet, a deep wound in the fabric of reality, and the air felt heavy with the cost of the battle. They had won. The ancient force that had threatened to tear apart both realms had been vanquished, but the victory had come at a price. The forest had fallen, and the very fabric of the worlds was still reeling from the aftermath.

Seraphyne stood at the center of the ruin, her heart heavy with the weight of their journey. Xavierre and Keizu were at her side, their faces drawn with exhaustion, but there was something in the air, a quiet tension that seemed to hang between them. They had faced the Abyss and survived, but now they stood on the precipice of something even more dangerous—the true reckoning between Earth and the supernatural realm.