"Merging two Fringes is quite simple if you assume that all of them are actually neighboring subspaces." Friya pondered.
"You can imagine them as a bunch of lands, each one with different entry points that Mogar keeps isolated from the outside world, but Fringes are actually close to each other and under Mogar's magnifying lens."
"I agree with Friya. Merging them required minimal effort while also leaving me a place to return to." Nalrond nodded. "The question now is if we want to stay or leave."
"Those guys are pretty edgy and this place is a pain in the ass." Morok could feel the dense world energy of the Fringe try to seep inside his body and trigger his Awakening. "I think we should leave."
"I would like to stay, but Morok is right. The Dewan have all reasons to hate humans and before leaving our camp, you clearly expressed your doubts about Friya. I'm grateful for this opportunity, but I don't want to take unnecessary risks." Quylla said.
