He turned around and left the chamber, walking back to where he killed the Ember-Weaver and looked up.
Jack ascended the lightless vertical shaft with effortless, fluid momentum.
Using [Gravity Flux: Reverse], he neutralized his body's weight, drifting upward through the narrow obsidian chimney like a rising phantom, bypassing the molten ledges and collapsed magma shelves before using [Abyssal Steps] to fold space and cross the final volcanic threshold.
He breached the veil of the waterfall, stepping back onto the emerald clover of Baelok's subterranean oasis.
The contrast was jarring. The suffocating, divine pressure of the Archon's tomb and the blistering fury of the magma caldera died instantly, replaced by the grove's cool, tranquil breeze. Millions of pale cyan spores glowed softly from the vaulted ceiling, their twilight luminescence rippling across the crystal-clear river.
