In a flash, they vanished from the asteroid.
Arthur and Morwenna materialized on the pristine polished starlight floor of the Ebon Citadel's command bridge.
The transition from the violently collapsing True Abyss to the perfectly climate-controlled environment of his floating fortress was jarring.
"We are back," Arthur announced calmly.
He dusted off his frayed dark coat completely ignoring the fact that he had just assassinated a foundational pillar of the multiverse.
Sylvia Thorne, Lyra, and Aurelia were huddled around the primary holographic war table. They didn't look relieved to see him.
They looked absolutely terrified.
"Emperor" Sylvia shouted. Her usual icy composure was entirely fractured.
The Arch-Mage's hands were flying across the glowing runes of the console and her silver hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat. "The reality barrier is holding but the navigation arrays are going insane, Something is tracking us"
