"We did it...we won!”
“I can’t believe it!”
The murmurs gathered into cheers, piercing the veil of fear that once lay over the crowd. They’d done it. The villains were defeated, the heroes victorious. Sunlight, bright but gentle, filtered through the clouds of dust and smoke, as clear a sign of any that hope had triumphed over all.
You could see it in the girl's face, reflecting an eerie sort of pulse in the air. Power. His power. Fading. Fading but fighting, though for what it wasn’t clear. Then nothing. And that was all, giving her an ache in her chest and a sense of overwhelming dread. Everything that had transpired--every escape, every battle--it was all scattered, like a blurred dream whose pieces refused to align.
No one spared the jackal a glance as she walked towards the tower, tail sweeping over the earth and leaving not so much as a line in