Stepping through the narrow rift in space created by the {Spatial Gate}, Cain and Ignis emerged into the dim, dust-choked room, the air shimmering faintly where the tear sealed behind him.
'Having so many anchors around can only be a good thing.'
Although it had taken him some time to set up so many, it had been worth it. Ferrying between so many places separated by large distances was extremely convenient.
It was also something he had complete monopoly over.
Before he could get his bearings, a cacophony of noises suddenly assaulted his ears.
Shouting voices, the crackle of distant fire, and something that sounded disturbingly like glass shattering against concrete.
His brow furrowed, jaw tightening as he looked through the broken window,
"What the hell is going on out there?"
The {Spatial Gate} had brought them to an empty room in one of the residential buildings meant for the members of the Golden Asura.
Ignis turned sharply, her eyes narrowing,
