Don Quixote's Delusions (9)

-Liberation.

The lips moved briefly.

The next moment, white radiance swept across the ceiling of the courtroom.

My ears went numb for a moment, and instead of the explosion, only a faint ringing echoed.

-----!!!

Pure white flooded my vision.

The writhing pitch-black mass contracted and was savagely torn apart by branches ending in radiance.

It was like dawn breaking, drying out the night that had surged through the space.

Kuuuuung-!

A delayed burst of sound rang out, but it was merely the remains of something...