Page 75 of The Sin Binder's Chains

"You are done."

The command slams into it like a blow.

The Rift howls, not the creature, but the Rift itself.

Because I have just undone something woven into its very fabric.

The thing jerks once.

Twice.

It shatters. Not explodes. Not dies. Just… ceases. Like it was never here at all. Like it was never supposed to be.

The ground steadies beneath us. The Rift’s pulse slows. The warping edges pull back, correcting themselves.

I don’t move.

I just breathe.

Because Severin knows. And if he sent this…Then whatever comes next will be worse.

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