[VOLUME 15: THE PRIMORDIAL PILGRIMAGE][ARC 2: THE STONE SOVEREIGN]
The laugh that echoed from the shattered fissure of the Five Elements Mountain did not belong to a broken prisoner. It was a sound of pure, unadulterated exhilaration—rich, deep, and dripping with a chaotic, feral vibrance that made the very air hum.
The monolith of solid bedrock cracked open completely, splitting down the center like an eggshell. A shockwave of golden, untamed kinetic energy exploded outward, atomizing the falling debris before it could even hit the ground.
Aldren threw his massive, cloaked body completely over Elara, burying her face into his chest as the shockwave washed over his abyssal shield. Li stood firm in front of them, his starlight dome flaring blindingly white as it absorbed the chaotic fallout.
When the dust finally began to settle, the suffocating, oppressive magic of the High Seat's prison was entirely gone.
In its place was a presence that felt like a wild, roaring wildfire.
