Sublime

But the Void Dragon's Dance also required destruction. The more the fire consumed, the more destruction aura it released along with the heat. Now, there was enough for him to work with. Extending his spirit, he gathered threads of black and red energy, controlling it with his madra, wrapping it together, coiling it around himself. The air rippled w

deep, mysterious, wild emptiness of nature and creation.

The emptiness was infinity, darkness with distance but no shape. The south-west wind swirled over the turf, and the triple line of turf ramparts hung over me like smooth seas travelling through the night.

Within the labyrinth, Lindon let his sense of himself fade away to nothing, as though he were drifting into endless space. That was when he felt closest to the Void Icon.