"This is a first."
Standing on the ruins of the Palace Island, Nephis gazed at the gargantuan, motionless figure of the Flesh of Kanakht. She had released her Transcended form, becoming human again — her eyes were dim and tired, the white flames that had burned in them long extinguished. However, the fire dancing on the rubble still reflected in their beautiful grey depths, so there was little difference from how they had shone before.
The Great Titan… was asleep.
It lay on the bed of ash and molten lava, lulled into deep slumber. Sunny and Nephis stood some distance away, surrounded by their companions. They had poured everything they had into destroying the titanic abomination, but it was all for naught.
Finally, after utterly exhausting themselves, they stopped.
Nephis turned and looked at Sunny.
"I have never met an abomination whom I could defeat, but not kill."
Sunny stared at the slumbering Titan with a strange expression.
"Yeah... indeed."
