Fwish! Fwish! Boom!
Dark tendrils began slithering out of the abyss, originating from the section of the domain cloaked in shadow, the side ruled by Veyrion and Nocturne.
The tendrils moved like snakes of pure corruption, twisting and writhing as they tried to consume the radiant beauty of the [Garden of Destiny], aiming to drown it in darkness.
But the garden would not yield.
The luminous energy that formed the garden's heart pulsed brighter in response, casting out waves of purifying light that forced the dark tendrils back, scorching them like sunlight on frost.
Each time the darkness surged forward, the light surged in turn, repelling it.
Each time the light dared push into the darkness, it was repelled just as strongly.
A perfect stalemate had formed, two opposing forces unwilling to yield, unable to conquer.
Neither side dared cross into the other's territory.
The risk of annihilation was too high.
The moment one stepped too far, the other would strike.
