"Oh, it's a Dimensional Rift."
"Wait…there's a rift here?"
Evan was surprised to learn of a rift existing in a region recently controlled by the Aramisians and Arthur assured him it was true.
The group paused to discuss this unexpected find—similar to the rift used by demons to enter Aramis—and finally decided to investigate the rift, driven by their collective curiosity.
Descending deeper into the ruins, they navigated winding corridors and ancient traps until they reached the lowest floor.
The air there was thick with dense spatial power, a faint hum reaching their ears from the rift up ahead.
They entered a vast, dome-shaped hall with towering stone walls curving into a high ceiling. At the far end, a Dimensional Rift pulsed with a purple glow, bound by intricate seals.
Blocking their path to the rift was a monstrous figure seated on a broken stone throne.
