The palace was no longer a palace.

It was a battlefield.

Stone pillars lay shattered, the ceiling gaping in jagged tears, sunlight stabbing through like knives. Dust and ash swirled in the air, making every breath a struggle. The wards that had once defined Selene’s power were gone, obliterated by the bond between Liora and Draven.

Selene stood in the center of the destruction, eyes flashing with fury and disbelief. Her hands sparked with fractured magic, runes hovering in the air ...