In that vast and dark dimension of Hell, everything sank into a terrifying silence for a few moments. After the battle of Vardas's justice and Logos's logic, a faint layer of ash still drifted through the air, bearing witness to the end of those two ancient demons. Below, the boiling lava rumbled slowly, as if it too were waiting for this final trial. Claire stood there, breathing heavily. Her body was wounded in many places, her clothes torn, and the exhaustion within her was so deep that every single step felt as heavy as death itself. Yet the same stubborn resolve still burned in her eyes—the resolve to save Earth, the resolve to free humanity from the wrath of Orobas.
