Reality fractured around them as Reed's transformed body—half crystalline, half metallic—shimmered in the dissonant light of the dimensional breach. The Keeper's assault had torn apart the very fabric of space, leaving their expedition team scattered across multiple probability planes. Only Reed and Shia remained in what could be called the "prime" reality, their forms altered beyond recognition yet somehow more themselves than they had ever been.
"Can you still sense the others?" Reed's voice resonated with metallic undertones as he addressed Shia, whose liquid-energy form pulsed with arcane power.
Shia's essence contracted, her consciousness spreading through the dimensional echoes around them. "They live... but scattered. Each exists simultaneously in several realities." Her voice came not from her fluid form but directly into Reed's mind, their connection transcending physical constraints. "The temple reveals itself."
