Out on the edges of Verge, the dilapidated buildings still stood, ancient darkness nestling in their empty doors and windows. Further away, though, the city was flattened, having turned into a stone valley. That was where the mountains of flesh that belonged to the First Seeker once lay — but they were there no more.
Nothing was moving in Verge. Nothing was alive.
Instead, the entire city was littered with bones. Countless bones lay scattered among the ruins. Some seemed like they had belonged to humans once, some were gruesomely deformed and twisted. Some were small, while some were giant. Some lay alone, stuck between the rubble, some lay in towering piles.
There were hollowed-out carapaces of enormous, monstrous creatures as well.
There were skeletal remains of abominable leviathans.
One thing that lacked in the city of bones, however, was the Defilement.
Its source had disappeared, and the Defilement itself vanished as well.
"What do you see?"
