Back at the World Tree
Slowly, the brilliant golden radiance began to fade.
The enormous barrier surrounding the World Tree dissolved into countless streams of golden light, which flowed toward its colossal trunk and gradually merged with it.
As the last traces of golden energy disappeared into the tree, a gentle golden hue spread across its bark, illuminating its enormous branches.
Then, something miraculous happened. The crimson flames consuming the World Tree began to subside.
The fire that had raged uncontrollably across its crown gradually weakened, its once-fierce flames shrinking as though an invisible force were suppressing them.
The seven mages maintaining the ritual immediately stopped supplying mana to Lyria.
Lyria slowly lowered her trembling hands and deactivated her Purification ability.
She had done it. She had finally succeeded. A faint smile appeared on her bloodstained face.
