The moment the glow and pressure of raw power around Nyx's form dissipated, she fell into the ground in an unceremonious heap. Likewise, Solis and Brahma did the same, they're breaths coming out ragged and weak as they all weakly picked themselves back up.
"That... wasn't natural..." Nyx ground out, her arms trembling as she got onto her knees. "How can... a small crack... do this much?"
"I have... no idea, Little Nyx," Brahma grumbled out, his usual jovial tone completely gone as he was the first to stand up between the three of them. "Still, this is something that the others must know. Themis at the very least. Never in my entire existence have I encountered a repair this draining."
"This was... I have no words," Solis weakly mustered as she dusted herself off. "I'm not... going to think this is a one-off too. Why did this have to happen in my Realm of all places?"