Inside the obsidian pillar, Jolthar opened his eyes to find himself in a realm that defied physical laws. He stood upon a circular platform that hovered in the middle of a vast, dark void. He winced in pain as he adjusted his arm, but his gaze swept around the space he was in.
The platform itself seemed to be made of some crystalline substance that emitted a soft, emerald glow—the same colour as the Vaemani Stone.
Surrounding him in a perfect circle were towering pillars of green energy, each pulsing with a rhythm that reminded Jolthar of a heartbeat. The pillars stretched upward into infinity, disappearing into the darkness above.
"What is that?" he muttered.
