The final severance was not a quiet affair. As Valentina delivered her parting insult, Rex unleashed the full, devastating force of his soul manipulation.
He didn't just banish Borius; he tore through the fabric of the spirit's existence. Borius's scream was not human; it was a sound of reality cracking, a high-pitched, soul-rending shriek that reverberated through every stone of Aethelgard.
The specter's form began to shred like burning parchment, his essence being violently pulled apart by invisible, psychic claws.
The agony was absolute, a spiritual flaying that left nothing behind but the echoing memory of his despair before he was hurled back into the abyssal depths of the realm of death.
The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by the wet, ragged breathing of the conqueror and the obscene sounds of Valentina's body trying to process the aftermath.
