Many thoughts were passing through the minds of those spectating this battle, and although the Primordials had been halted, this only drew attention to the gigantic anomaly present inside Existence, the Golem.
In the final days, all the hidden powers had begun baring their fangs and revealing themselves, and this Golem seemed to just be the tip of the unknown wave that was rising from the past to drown the present.
Nyxara, bleeding and furious, blasted her way out of the void, returning back to the battlefield. She had not bothered healing her wounds as she rapidly strived to return, and when she did, she was greeted with the sights of her siblings shattered across Existence, and Vorthas screaming in pain as he was bled to death.
Her disgust and anger were profound because, as she expected, they were all useless, all of them, and her anger came from the fact that the Golem had hurt her siblings, but all of these were surface damages.
