Withering Shadows

The failure of the ritual thundered through the Boneyard. Standing in the center of the Soul Spring, He looked like a candle flame flickering in the rain, on the verge of being extinguished. Too weakened to bear the crushing weight of reincarnation any longer, He had no choice but to retreat into the Cradle of Reincarnation. At that moment, the mountain wind swept past, the dragons fell into a silent mourning, and a profound grief lingered for a long, long time.