RUMBLE!
The trembling underfoot suddenly intensified. It was no longer the aftershock of battle, but a lament from deep within the earth—the groaning of the entire city's foundation.
Roland snapped his head up, his pupils contracting.
The scene before him instantly told him what was happening: the magnificent High Tower beneath his feet—the one that had borne witness to their final duel and stood like the very spine of the Magic City Jiles—was now letting out a teeth-grinding groan.
It wasn't damage from the battle. The entire foundation was…
Sinking!
His vision tilted violently.
Roland staggered, forcing himself to steady his body by grabbing onto a scorching rock at the molten edge.
A searing pain shot through his palm, but it was nothing compared to the shock of the sight before him.
He saw it.
The entire Magic City Jiles, this miraculous city briefly awakened from its ancient slumber, seemed to be letting out a final, desperate sigh.
