Falling...
Nyxara didn't remember when it started.
Only that one moment she was standing before Cassian
And the next
The world split.
The ground beneath her vanished, the shadows tearing away from her control as if rejecting her authority. The domain twisted violently, reshaping itself with no regard for her will.
And then
She was alone.
The darkness swallowed her whole.
No ground.
No sky.
No throne.
Just endless descent.
Nyxara clenched her teeth, forcing her body to stabilize mid-fall. The shadows answered her instinctively, coiling around her form and slowing her descent until she landed
Softly.
On nothing.
Her boots touched a surface that wasn't there.
And yet
It held her.
Nyxara didn't relax.
Her eyes scanned the void carefully.
"This isn't my domain anymore."
The words left her lips before she could stop them.
And the realization settled immediately after.
It wasn't just changing.
It had been taken.
Stripped from her.
