After everything was done and Nephis used her flames to heal those who survived, they returned to the city through the catacombs.
Perhaps she wished to eviscerate the army of undead monsters that were now left without the tyrant to bring them back to life. But in the end, they were met with nothing but silence.
The horde of ferocious skeletons that had once almost cost Sunny and the rest of the cohort their lives was no more. The dark tunnels stretching beneath the ruins were littered with piles of bones, which were slowly turning into dust. It seemed as though the moment the Lord of the Dead had been destroyed, its servants had perished, too.
After a while, the group of humans emerged from the collapsed tower of the lighthouse and continued on its way back to the Bright Castle.
They were going to spend their last night there before leaving the Dark City behind.
***
In a small room in the depths of the ancient citadel, seven people gathered around a table.