[456] Death of The night.
The remains of her body dropped to the ground with a thud, Her head, pulverized.
The black vortex in the air, which was already minimal, was now completely devoured by the blue vortex, and thus the mountains were dyed blue. There was an odd silence in the area for a bit, as 'Alan' watched as the body of the Night Lady turned to dust, his spatial energies devouring her.
It was...tranquil for a moment, Although the vortex above made for a dreadful sight...it was calm, the floating rocks, the magma around Alan and even the surrounding lightning produced no sound and peacefully stayed at their positions.
Alan took a deep breath, the glow in his eyes fading and his knees crumbling, but there was a strong defiance in his body. As if it didn't want to exit this state at all, no matter what.