The world ignited.

Silver fire clashed against the abyss.

The master’s void roared, a tide of endless night crashing against Lyla’s power. Shadows twisted and snapped, recoiling from the light.

The earth trembled beneath her feet. The sky burned crimson.

And in that moment

The war truly began.

Lyla moved first.

She didn’t think.

Didn’t hesitate.

Her fire surged forward, slicing through the darkness in a blinding arc. The master barely flinched.

A void-black ...