The integration to the door was seamless, the boundary between the crystal and the ancient stone so perfect that distinguishing one from the other required the kind of attention Ren had trained specifically to apply.
It would be hard to take off. But first…
The corruption was consuming it from inside, slow and methodical.
The wind crystal that had been Sirius's contribution to the door was becoming something else, and it had been becoming something else for long enough that nearly half the work was already done.
Ren looked at it for a long moment, reading everything the surface showed and what the deeper layers implied, calculating what the intervention would cost and what it would cost if he waited.
He had not come this far to wait.
Ren raised his hand to use elemental control at range.
