Chapter 575 - The Ground Beneath Lies

Draven pressed forward, his steps firm but measured, an unyielding cadence against the roiling uncertainties beneath his boots. The road—if it could be called that—possessed an unsettling lack of permanence. Sometimes each footstep struck solid ground, dusty and cracked. Other times, the dirt seemed to ripple or sink, as though the path itself were an illusion on the verge of dissolving. His body tensed at every shift, primed for disaster, yet he forced himself to maintain composure. This land was warping; the closer they drew to Kael'Thorne, the more thoroughly the Tapestry shredded around them.