Malkaz was destroyed!
Instantaneously, everything surrounding us shattered and splintered like glass when a bullet hits. Existence blew apart - then stopped!
Existence exploded, leaving reality broken into shards, the largest of which held us. And surrounding us, everything else: the smaller fragments, torn away from each other, like some uncannily exploded jigsaw-puzzle of the room we occupied. Our reality wrecked, a millisecond before time stopped: everything there - but separate, no longer fitted together.
And between these jigsaw fragments of existence, a blackness so intense, so profound, it would freeze with fear the hearts of anyone who gazed into them.