The chamber trembled as an unseen force pulsed through the ancient ruins. The interface flickered erratically, streams of data shifting in rapid succession as if reacting to a presence beyond mortal comprehension. Kael's fingers danced across the glowing symbols, adjusting the display, yet even he could not stabilize the distortions.
"A Riftgate opening prematurely… How is this happening?" Kael muttered, his mind racing. He turned to Astra, whose spirit crystal pulsed with a rhythmic, urgent glow. "How soon before it fully manifests?"
Astra's gray eyes flickered with an eerie light. He spoke in the ancient tongue, his voice low and measured, the words flowing like an echo from a forgotten era. "An hour, at most. Once the barrier fully ruptures, containment will no longer be an option,"
Kael understood him and relayed it to the two scholars.
"He said an hour at most. We need to head there and stop the rift from fully opening."
