Lightning licked the edges of a shattered sky, its jagged arcs tearing through the blood-orange clouds like claws of a dying god. The heroes had escaped the Chrono Tomb by the slimmest of margins, collapsing onto a scorched plateau that trembled beneath their weight. The portal behind them snapped shut with a thunderous crack, sending shockwaves that fractured the earth. In the distance, rifts of corrupted crimson light sliced across the landscape like jagged scars, each one pulsing with an otherworldly malice. The realm itself seemed to scream, a primal cry of pain and defiance that echoed in the bones of everyone present.