A cloaked figure would be looking upwards at a large and powerful mass of enchanted crystal, an unstable highly sought device that kept the keep of the Enchantry afloat for many years. Suddenly the sound of straining metal would screech as the devices suspension was halted, the chains holding it for a minute before snapping, just enough time for the cloaked figure to make their escape.
The crystal mass would smash into the ground as it collapsed through the floor, an explosion of mixed color aura seering out of it as the main tower detonated and collapsed inwards. Soon, the entire keep would capsize as it would begin its slow fall down to the realm where it belonged, a loud eery sound in the distance before the large keep hit the ground below. An eruption of dirt, stone, and dust would fly high into the sky as the entire isle of Tahn was rumbled harshly, the shockwave being less powerful the further east it travels from the western mountains. The cloaked figure would stand rather far from the crash site as he looked over the destruction, turning to leave the snowy wastes.
Far and wide, Enchantry members who once resided in the keep and anyone who might be in possession of the Enchanters Pendants would feel the enchantments imbued in the pendents suddenly fade, the wisps of energy flickering away as its use was no more.