As the final moments of the festival ticked down, Orobas Coco emerged from the shadows, his face twisted with the trauma of his own illusions. He raised his hand, ready to unleash a tide of nightmare mana to snatch the victory away.
"It’s not just about winning anymore," he whispered, the gold of his eyes reflecting the flickering mana of the forest.
"Yeah! Let’s make it go kaboom with leaves!" Clara cheered, throwing a handful of glittery candy into the air for no reason other than to brighten the mood.