A deafening fracture echoed across the loading bay as the silver spatial blade cleanly sliced through the final anchoring root of the celestial parasite.
Brilliant white starlight erupted from the incision, dissolving the corrupted divine tendrils into fine ash that drifted harmlessly through the air.
The parasitic core broke into brittle amber fragments, disintegrating into vapor before it could touch the floor plates.
Jax slumped forward, his gasping breath hitching as the suffocating weight of the divine patron evaporated from his soul.
The young leader caught the falling archer by the shoulders, gently guiding his exhausted comrade down onto the floor.
"It is over, brother," Nox said quietly, channeling soothing spatial mana into the boy's chest to seal the microscopic incision.
"The chain is broken."
"You are free."
Tears washed clean paths through the grime on the archer's cheeks as he placed a trembling hand over his own heart.
