I tumbled through the air, my domain flickering around me like a dying star. The compression had nearly killed me; my ribs were cracked, my left arm hung useless, and I could feel blood rising from a dozen wounds.
But I was alive, as my domain had held. I forced myself to stabilize and slowed my descent. The wind howled around me, thick with the residue of Sovereign power, and I could feel the weight of the battle above pressing down on the world like a fist.
Another layer of clouds appeared below me that was thick with the power of magic, almost as if a barrier had been laid below, and I pulled my domain tighter around me. I fell through this layer of chaos, and immediately I could feel the suppressive power of the Sovereigns ease up.
I did not have the time to celebrate this change as I fell into another sort of chaos, and this one was even more bloody, and I could literally smell it and taste it in the air, as if I was falling through a sea of blood.
