[Astronomical]

Within the depths of the Silent Expanse, there is a group migrating across the sands, all donning cloaks and the insignia of the Avintess family. One, bearing large wings of black tears into the fabric of reality, preparing for an expedition in those fleeting moments.

From her talons does the conceptualization of the 'void' protrude, dealing the damage of a Riftmancer's whims upon Eternia.

From it leaks the ethos of Hel - it seems the Supreme leves behind few subordinates to deliver messages to the masses of Enos,

but one in particular to locate Tahuwa Kitalan in its aftermath.

"Hmh, it's been years now, hasn't it?

It seems that the insignificant priest wanted nothing more than borrowed power and made a desperate reach - quiet since.
How pathetic. A coward like yourself, Tahuwa.

I'll hear none more of it, for he is not worthy of my time.
I have better things to do than meddle with the likes of cowards."

And as few subordinates of the Black Dragoness are dismissed away to deliver those proclaimations, she, with the rest that follow her, enter away and out of the material realm, donning the name of the Expanse as it falls silent by that instance, deliberately stitched back together and repaired perfectly.