"I guess he really was able to do it..." Elizabeth mumbled, looking at the peaceful aftermath. Unable to comprehend what had happened.
The fight had happened at a pace that had been difficult—near impossible, actually—to follow.
It hadn't been a total blur. Players had been able to make out Eldrian and the dungeon boss's figures.
Their movements, however, had been difficult to follow. Their attacks had been a blur. Their magics but flashes of light. And at times, their attacks but visible shockwaves.
The end of the fight had been more of the same. Eldrian had the Death Knight pinned to the ground. He had been attacking it. And then, suddenly, everything went white.
No one knew what was the cause. But given the notification that the dungeon boss was defeated, it was clear that Eldrian had won. And now, he was embedded into the walls. The cracks in the wall told the tale of how Eldrian had nearly been blown right through it.