The establishment had gone dead silent, every patron frozen as they tried to process what they'd just witnessed. Portal technology existed, but it was restricted to military applications and certainly didn't involve purple energy that looked like it was eating reality.
Bruce felt the familiar sensation of recognition, his telepathic abilities picking up Noah's mental signature despite the months that had passed since their last encounter. "Noah Eclipse. You've certainly learned some new tricks or is this an old one?"
"Bruce Hilton. You've certainly learned how to clear a room." Noah stepped away from the dissipating portal energy, his casual demeanor doing nothing to reduce the tension. "Should I be concerned about the weapons pointed in our direction?"
The hunters were still frozen, their beast rifles half-raised but clearly uncertain whether they were dealing with a threat or something beyond their ability to handle.
