01_-_The_Alchemyst

“And the boy?”
The sword showed Josh cowering in a corner of a darkened chamber.
“No.”
The Morrigan’s clawlike hands gripped Dee’s shoulders and jerked him
to his feet. He caught his sword and shook the bubbling water droplets into
the rapidly encroaching void.
The mismatched trio—towering Bastet, dark Morrigan and small human
—raced away as the world crumbled into nothingness behind them. The last
remnants of their army—the birdmen and cat-people—remained, wandering
aimlessly. When they saw their leaders fleeing, they turned to follow. Soon
every creature was racing to the east, where the last of the Shadowrealm
remained. Senuhet limped after Bastet, calling out her name, begging her to
stop and help him.
But the world dissolved too quickly. It swallowed birds and cats, it
took the ancient trees and rare orchids, the magical creatures and the mythical
monsters. It consumed the last of Hekate’s magic.
Then the void claimed the sun and the world went dark and was no
more.