The air above Ixalaria Continent was heavy — clogged with the stench of burning lands and the dark pulse of the Abyss Breakout. Tyler and the others were deep in the chaos, allocating defenses, sending aid to towns, and sealing infected rifts.
Zuzia was not with them.
The abyssal storms didn't interest her today. She was restless. She wanted to feel the wind on her wings and the sky beneath her claws. But with half of Ixalaria plagued by abyssal corruption, the air here was unpredictable — thick with abyss energy, poisonous to prolonged flight unless one was atleast Divine Seeker Realm.
And Zuzia had not reached that level yet.
So she decided to do something she rarely did: leave the continent altogether and play there for a while.
