"Where are we?! What is this place?"
Emery's voice broke with confusion and uneaseTolaro ignored him, his sharp eyes scanning their chaotic surroundings before producing an artifact—a bronze hexagonal plate. With a flick of his wrist, the artifact expanded into a 10-meter-wide floating platform, its surface etched with intricate glowing runes pulsing faintly in the dim light of the void.
"Get on!" Tolaro barked, leaping onto the artifact and settling into a cross-legged lotus position at its center. The artifact hummed to life, forming a thin, shimmering barrier of light around its edges.
Emery hesitated. Moments ago, they had been enemies, their trust nonexistent. But the swirling abyss behind him, with debris twisting and spinning unnaturally, along with his injury left him little choice.With a steadying breath, he leaped onto the platform. The barrier shimmered briefly as it adjusted to his presence.
Tolaro's voice cut through the hum of the artifact.
