The [Pale Monarch] had been struck cleanly by the [Eclypse Slash], the force of the blow slicing through the endless dark like a blade of cold light.
Its massive figure shuddered as if the void itself had recoiled, the swirling emptiness around it convulsing in violent reaction.
The creature's "head," a featureless mass save for the single enormous, bloodshot eye at its center, split neatly down the middle.
The eye flared in sudden brilliance, a sickening glow of crimson and black that seemed to pierce through reality itself.
[...Haha...]
A low, distorted laugh echoed from the depths of the Monarch's broken form.
BOOM! BOOM!
Shockwaves of raw darkness exploded outward, pounding the air in deafening bursts that made the platform tremble beneath Sam's feet.
The immense coils of the Pale Monarch's body began to unravel, threads of shadow peeling away and collapsing into countless fragments.
