The whole small world trembled and shifted, as if a white sun had exploded out of the void in the sky.
Darian was the center of everything, and that was the total and unrestricted release of all the white power he had built up; flooding the entire extent of that place in a single second. The miasma vanished; it wasn't purified, but pushed away, forced back by an opposing force.
**ROOOOARR!!**
The Corrupted Dragon roared in pure fury, feeling its corruption being overwhelmingly suppressed. Its throat opened, and the space-time in front of it shattered like broken glass.
The Primordial Dragon Breath was about to come, making the world throb in anticipation of imminent destruction.
Darian's eyes changed as a black light appeared.
In that same instant, it was like an absolutely black mantle wrapped around him, bursting out in the middle of the intense white light. That created a massive contrast in the skies; it was like witnessing the union of two opposites.
