The red rift folded shut behind their heels with a sharp snap.
Cold, smoke-filled mountain wind rushed up against their clothes instead of the polished floorboards of an inner chamber, open sky stretched out beneath their boots.
Ye Hongyan and Haoran appeared above the Ye Heavenly City.
Ye Hongyan furrowed her brows, "What the— why did we get out of here? I'm pretty sure I opened the portal directly at the banquet hall."
Her white and pink robes flapped wildly in the draft, her pink eyes widened as she looked down through the drifting ash at the grey tiled roofs hundreds of feet below.
Haoran hummed, "It's probably an array."
He stood beside her upon the empty air, his hands folded loosely inside his dark sleeves, his golden eyes swept across the faint, octagonal shimmer of dull purple light wrapping over the stone towers below.
