End...?
Time passed by.
Adrian stood steadfast inside the ship, his eyes never leaving the swirling dome of black and red energy that encapsulated the Black Wyvern's Domain. Lightning arced across the dark sky, and distant roars echoed within the dome as the battle inside reached its zenith.
Eight or so minutes had passed, though it felt like an eternity.
The remaining wyverns outside the domain had mostly been dealt with, either subdued or slain, and a calm—albeit fragile—settled over the battlefield. The Awakeners and tamers breathed heavily from the exertion, but they kept their eyes on the massive dome in the sky, waiting for the inevitable conclusion.
Suddenly, the dome shuddered.
A low, ominous rumble echoed across the battlefield, sending a wave of nervous energy through the crew on the ship and those still fighting below. Adrian's sharp gaze narrowed as the swirling dome began to pulse, its black and red hues intensifying.