The blade of the Sin of Solace whistled past Asterion's head, almost taking out his eyes.
“So, you can destroy me all you want. But you can't destroy her..."
Asterion smiled then, as well.
And then, as a horrible hunger revealed itself for a moment in his eyes, he stomped on the floor.
The floor, which had already been damaged, began to crumble under their feet, slowing down one of the Mad Prince's incarnations for a split second — but that second was enough for Asterion to appear near him and grab him by the neck.
He drove his other hand into the abomination's abdomen, piercing it with his fingers...
And then ripped his body in half.
Before the last remaining incarnation could react, the torn half of his avatar's body suddenly ignited with a blinding golden light under Asterion's hands, chasing the shadows that populated the ruined hall away — and using that moment of brilliant radiance, Asterion lunged at Cassie.
There was no time for the Mad Prince to intercept him, and no shadow nearby for him to step into.
And so...
Moments before, in the present, Cassie let out a mental shout:
[Morgan, now!]
...Before Asterion could reach her, a wall of liquid metal suddenly appeared in his way. The surface of the metal wall was perfectly smooth and polished, reflecting the Dreamspawn's glowing golden eyes back at him.
A moment later, a different reflection appeared from behind his and reached out of the mirror-like surface of the metal wall, grabbing him...
And pulling him into the mirror.
A section of the floor collapsed, and Morgan's Transcendent form disappeared from sight, plummeting down in a rain of stone debris.
Suddenly, the ruins of the forbidden hall were enveloped by silence.
Cassie let out a shaky breath and allowed herself to sink to the floor, using the cracked wall to support her.
She was cleansing the remains of the plague from the world, eradicating its last vestiges. The Hunger Domain... was all but gone. Concentrated on the task, she barely heard the sound of footsteps approaching her. By the time she looked up, the gruesomely scarred face of the Mad Prince was directly in front of her, his black eyes peering into her eye with dark amusement.
Cassie shuddered.
Seeing that, the bloodied abomination grinned.
"I guess you will dismiss me now. Won't you?"
Cassie did not respond, prompting him to chuckle.
The Mad Prince studied her for a few moments, then leaned lower and whispered into her ear:
“How long do you think it will take me to escape that pretty little head of yours, Torment? Shall we make a bet?"
Cassie looked at him quietly, then pressed her lips together and released her Aspect Ability.
The Mad Prince vanished without a trace, leaving her alone in the silence.
‘Never. You will never escape, monster.'
Blood flowing down her face, Cassie sighed heavily and closed her eye.
There were still people out there who remembered Asterion, the Dreamspawn. But most of them were already free of his influence. Cassie's job was almost done.
‘It's up to them now...'