Darkness swallowed as far as the eye could see.
Or, that would have been the case had Sylas not long grasped for the void. This was already the third time he had arrived through this portal, and right now, it might as well have been as bright as midday.
The first time he stepped foot here he nearly lost himself in the infinite void forever. The second time, he had ended up causing an old man of the Analei to achieve enlightenment, effectively causing the old man to leave him alone.
This time, the very same old man was here once again, but he felt like even less of a threat to Sylas than ever before.
He stood there with a smile, clasping his hands behind his back with a calm look in his eyes.
The difference was that this time, the look was very clearly forced and feigned. At least in Sylas' eyes.
Fanelei took a step forward. "Founding—."
