"Chaos... Return to the Void, second stage... Origins Return..." Jared whispered the name as though afraid to wake it, then nudged the pearl forward with a touch gentler than a farewell.
The sphere traced a dull gray arc. It looked leisurely, almost slow-motion, yet in the blink that followed it was nose-to-nose with nine oncoming demon dragons and the forest of pale arms.
Every watcher would spend a lifetime trying to forget what happened next, and fail!
The instant pearl touched scale, time lost its grip. Breath, wind, sound, all paused mid-beat.
The dragons froze mid-lunge, mouths fixed in permanent snarl, as if some unseen hand had pressed a finger to the world's pulse. From each tail tip, decay began. Scales unraveled, muscle turned to dust, bodies peeling apart into raw motes of demonic vapor.
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