The Jade Titan had been liberated from the tendril of abyssal darkness, but instead of crumbling like an empty shell, he remained whole — apart from the damage his armor received in the explosion.
The cracks in the fearsome armor were already closing, being repaired by the same [Living Stone] enchantment Sunny's own Jade Mantle possessed. The incandescent glow suffusing the stonelike armor slowly dimmed as it was cooled by the cold currents of flowing darkness.
The ocean of the Great Titan's vast Will had become even more oppressive, even more malevolent. It washed over the city, making the flames illuminating it tremble and dim.
Far away, a second colossal tendril of darkness emerged from the great chasm.
Somewhere behind, Saint and her legion were engaged in fierce battle against a vastly superior enemy.
Sunny gritted his teeth.
The situation did not look good.
The Jade Titan, the army of fallen Stone Saints, the eldritch horror of the Abyss…
