The heavy mountain air rushed violently inward, filling the massive spatial void left by the catastrophic collapse of the Heavenly Wind-Lock Array. The swirling, razor-sharp gales that had protected the Azure Peak for centuries dissolved into a harmless, chaotic breeze. Fine dust from the shattered silver archway and the pulverized stone pillars rained down upon the expansive white jade courtyard, coating the terrified Silver Gale Sect disciples in a pale, ghostly ash.
