The rumbling from the ocean floor ceaselessly shook the world above. Shockwaves from the clashes between Sylvia's Nether Branches and Zha'gor's multiversal rifts swept across the ocean's surface, creating small tsunamis that crashed onto the shore with foamy saltwater. Sofia and Alicia, still on the beach with the small treant curled up in the sand, hugged each other to brace against the vibrations. The small treant dug its roots deeper into the ground, forming a natural shield from its trembling branches. "This... isn't over yet," Sofia muttered, her hands still faintly glowing as she healed the remaining wounds on the unconscious Stacia beside her. Alicia stared out to sea with wide eyes, her face pale under the dim moonlight. "Sylvia... She has to win. She has to."
