The plaza is filled with a deafening explosion as the beast is finally consumed by the flames. The shockwave knocks everyone off their feet, but as the smoke clears, the beast lies in ruins, its body reduced to smoldering fragments.
Elder Xianthe, breathing heavily, lowers his sword. The avatar flickers before dissipating, its energy spent. The teachers, exhausted but triumphant, slowly rise to their feet.
"We did it," Master Lin says, his voice filled with relief. The other teachers gather around, their expressions reflecting a mix of fatigue and pride.
Elder Xianthe looks at his team, a rare smile crossing his face. "Well done, everyone."