Third Person's POV
The entire hidden sanctuary he had painstakingly constructed was being reduced to ash.
Yet seeing all this, Nyx didn't become happy, and her expression darkened as she noticed that Dajjal was gone.
There was no trace of him.
She extended her senses and started probing through the lingering distortions of space.
Her awareness spread outward and scanned for the faintest residue of his aura and the slightest ripple of his essence, so that she could trail him across space secretly like before, but she found nothing this time.
The absence was complete.
A low, displeased tension formed in her gaze as even after she had executed her every move with near perfect precision, from collapsing his domain, wounding his true body, to pursuing him into the Shadow Realm, and ambushing him with coordinated elemental dominance, he had still managed to counterattack at the final moment.
