Chapter 71: Onward to the Sun
The temple trembled beneath the weight of a dying world.
Stone cracked, light fractured, and time itself seemed to convulse as Luna Clockwork stood at the heart of the sanctum — the last remnant of hope against the abyss. Around her, the final battle raged on in chaotic desperation: armies clashed, spells tore the sky apart, and the corrupted legions of Noxarion roared as the ground itself decayed beneath their feet.
And at the center of it all — towering, terrible, and eternal — stood Noxarion, the Hollowborn.
“Do you think this changes anything?” the primordial sneered, his voice echoing like a thousand collapsing stars. “You are nothing but a spark in the void, girl. All things end, and I am the end.”
But Luna did not answer. She did not have to.
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