Chapter 47 Embers Of War
- The battlefield was silent now, save for the soft crackling of dying flames and the distant rumble of thunder. The storm that had raged with such fury only hours before had calmed, leaving behind a broken landscape littered with the remnants of the war. The Elemental Academy’s towering spires stood in the distance, but their once-proud silhouette was marred by smoke and ash, symbols of the terrible battle that had unfolded.
- Ava stood at the heart of the devastation, her eyes scanning the ruins of what had once been a vibrant, thriving world. The bodies of fallen warriors—both Emberborn and Stormguard—lay scattered across the charred ground. Her heart was heavy with grief, the weight of the sacrifice and destruction pressing down on her shoulders.
- The Void had been pushed back, its dark tendrils retreating into the shadows from whence it came. Blaise, the Emberborn leader, was gone, his life snuffed out by the storm Ava had unleashed. The war was over, but the victory felt hollow. The cost had been far too great.