Silas threw out his wings. Lunumbro’s psychic shield curved over them just in time.
The arrow struck. For a moment, Lunumbro held it.
But the ground beneath Silas’s knees split. Light spread across the shield, branching faster than he could follow.
He felt the force on the other side still growing, his wings folded around the lycats in vain.
Then the two powers erupted.
The Lunar Wilds vanished. Numena broke beneath them. The blast swept beyond its shattered horizon and tore through neighbouring worlds.
Silas, Lunumbro, and Lunumbra disappeared into the same terrible light.
When it faded, cosmic shards were already hurtling towards distant corners of the multiverse.
Ethereal galloping shook the cosmos in triumph.
