In the sudden silence, seventeen defenders stood among the ruins of Teluk Jati. They had lost one of their number during the battle, but the victory was complete. Without the Kala Drah's interference, the dimensional breach began healing itself immediately.
But as Master Damian approached the site where the tear in reality still flickered with residual energy, his expression grew troubled. "The natural healing has limits," he announced, his crystal orb revealing details invisible to normal sight. "Twelve years of corruption has weakened the dimensional fabric too severely for complete self-repair."
Professor Nyala joined him at the breach's edge, her silver sigils casting light that revealed the true scope of the damage. Where the tear had festered for over a decade, the barriers between realms had become permanently thinned. Without active intervention, the wound would remain vulnerable to future exploitation.
