The molten chamber had finally begun to cool, though steam still rose from the areas where Grim's final technique had melted stone into flowing rivers of lava. The Dragon Emperor remained motionless where he had fallen, his massive body serving as shelter for everyone else as the destruction slowly settled.
Grim stood amid the cooling destruction, Sunfire still glowing in his hand, though the orange radiance was noticeably dimmer than it had been moments before. His scales continued to pulse, but even those seemed to be losing their intensity.
"It is time," the Dragon Emperor said, his voice carried across the chamber. "The power I lent you was never meant to remain in a mortal body indefinitely."
Grim looked down at his transformed body, feeling the energy coursing through him like liquid fire. "I can feel it," he admitted. "It's starting to burn."
