The ground trembled under the terrible tremors, a vast magical energy spreading across the academy grounds. Astral winds howled as the energy converged in a single direction, compressing into a burning entity—or at least, that's what it looked like to Damon.
But this fire was different. It wasn't red or orange. Instead, it was made of ghostly writhing shadows, flickering with an eerie purple glow. The flames rose high into the sky, writhing as if in agony, its form shifting and collapsing inward before violently expanding outward. Then, like a celestial explosion, its body shattered, breaking apart into meteors of burning darkness that rained down upon the earth.
