The air was thin.
At the furthest reaches of Realmspace, where reality frayed into the void, Elias Black stood on a floating shard of land surrounded by the endless dark. His cloak billowed in the celestial wind, Soulrender pulsing faintly in his hand.
Behind him stood Vehira, Zura, Kyra, Nysera, and Selene, each one silent, tense.
Floating high above, the other council members—Vaelen, Mira, and Korin—prepared their forces, their armies stationed behind thin barriers of light, ready but uncertain.
Before them, the rift pulsed.
It was a jagged tear in reality, spiraling like a wounded star, its edges crackling with silver and crimson light. From within, a sound echoed—not noise, but pressure. It pressed on their souls like the weight of unseen eyes.
> [System Notification]
Rift Status: Expanding
Origin: Outside System Fabric
Threat Level: UNKNOWN
Warning: Entity Crossing Imminent
