"Boom!!!"
When a thunderous boom echoed across the skies of Britain, the black storm enveloping the entirety of Camelot shattered as if it had been torn apart from within.
The storm gradually diminished, and the darkness began to recede. When the royal city deep within Camelot once again basked in sunlight, countless fairies swallowed by the storm uttered voices of disbelief.
"Are we back?"
"Where is the black storm?"
"Has it disappeared?"
"What on earth happened?"
Whether it was the fairies and humans belonging to the Allied Army, the knights of the Queen's Army, or the high-ranking fairies residing in Camelot, they all looked around in shock, seemingly unable to process the recent engulfment by the storm and the ensuing darkness that blinded them.
The only ones who remained somewhat composed were Bagster and Habettelot, standing guard at the entrance of the royal city, not having proceeded to the Jade Throne Hall to face Morgan with Altoria and the others.
