The transition from the liquid moonlight of the Higher Threshold into the Constellation of Solis was not a passage of time, but an incineration of shadow. As the Kashima Maru crossed the celestial meridian, the soothing silver silence of the Mirror-God's realm was obliterated by a roar of white-hot mana. The ink-black ether was gone, replaced by a horizon that screamed.
Ren Hanshin stood at the prow, his silhouette a jagged, dark tear in a world of obscuring white.
[Synchronization: 69.9%]
[Level: 114]
[Location: Astral Gateway of Salt Pillars]
