The frozen tundra gave way to a landscape of jagged, black glass mountains that reflected the chaotic sky in distorted, nightmare shades.
They had somehow crossed from the previous dimension into another, and Lyra noticed that the two powerful beings walking with them had been startled before they slowly settled. It would seem that this situation, while unexpected, was not an unknown possibility.
"Reality is changing, the Primordial Essence flooding into it is causing countless havoc across space and time," Fury muttered, but his voice was loud enough to reach everyone.
The air itself felt sharp here, and the Echo the Elythrii could sense from the distant Arena was no longer a distant thrum but a constant, oppressive pressure that made the Elythrii's ears ring and their heads ache.
