The air crackled with potential energy as Reed stood at the edge of the dimensional rift. Behind him, what remained of his expedition huddled together, their bodies warped by the journey through realms never meant for human traversal. Eliana's right arm had fused with her torso, the skin stretched taut over a lattice of bone that occasionally pulsed with violet light. Vorn's eyes had multiplied across his face, each one tracking different points in spacetime. Only Thale remained somewhat intact, though the runes carved into his flesh now writhed like living things beneath his skin.
"Are you certain of this?" Thale whispered, his voice distorted as if speaking through water. "We've sacrificed too much to gamble on... whatever this is."
