~WHOOSH!~
The wind howled as Jax stepped forward, boots scraping against the fractured stone of the floating cliff. The sky above him was wrong, as space itself felt folded over, bent and pressed together like pages of an unread book.
Mana flowed thick here, heavy enough to taste. It brushed against his senses like silk soaked in lightning. Most beings would've been forcefully stopped by the distortions in the area, but Jax wasn't most beings.
Jax merely rolled his shoulders and exhaled slowly, "So this is how you hide," he murmured. "Impressive."
The distortion pulsed again, faint and evasive. The floating city's outline blurred, its massive wing-like superstructures phasing in and out of existence, caught halfway between realms. Obsidian spires and luminous crystal veins flashed for a heartbeat before vanishing again.
