Suddenly, the relentless scraping is shattered by a deafening crash. A massive shape collides with one of the windows, shattering it into countless glinting shards. In that instant, a blast of icy, turbulent air roars into the room, snuffing out every candle and torch with an almost mocking finality. The sudden loss of light plunges the interior into a suffocating darkness, and the gust carries with it the faint, otherworldly scent of void energy and the sound of laughter.






