The shards of the mirror disintegrated into ash, leaving behind a single glowing rune on the floor. Eira studied it. "This is no ordinary mark. It's a gate."
"A portal?" Kael asked.
She nodded. "But unstable. If we go through, there's no guarantee we'll land safely."
Kael stepped forward. "I've walked fire before. One more blaze won't stop me."
Ashenfang growled, then leapt into the rune. Kael and Eira followed. The world twisted and screamed.
When they emerged, it was night—perpetual night. They stood in a ruined land, skies choked in smoke. Kael knew this place.
It was Varyn's domain—The Burned Path.