The heroes stood victorious, the Heart of the Cosmos glowing brightly in Lyra's hand. They looked around, surveying the damage. The sorcerers' stronghold lay in ruins, the once-majestic halls and chambers now nothing more than rubble and debris.
Thane let out a deep sigh, his face smeared with sweat and dust. "We did it," he said, his voice filled with relief and exhaustion.
Elowen nodded, her eyes shining with tears. "We saved the world," she whispered.
Kael smiled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "We saved the universe, actually."
Lyra chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You're getting a bit dramatic, Kael," she said, smiling.
But as they stood there, basking in the glow of their victory, a sudden tremor shook the ground beneath their feet. The air seemed to ripple and distort, and the heroes felt a strange, unsettling energy building in the air.
"What was that?" Jax asked, his voice low and urgent.
Lyra's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on the Heart of the Cosmos. "I don't know," she said, "but I think it has something to do with this."