Cain's laughter echoed across the sky for several long moments, a sound that was both joyous and profound. His eyes, which had been filled with delight, suddenly sharpened as he gazed intently at the two children below. With a subtle wave of his hand, he summoned his immense soul force and willpower, effortlessly taking control of the Law of Space. Unlike in the Crimson World, where manipulating space felt like moving a mountain, in Aether, it was like pushing a boulder—an effortless task given the might of his soul.
Rylanor and Magnus had yet to regain their focus when a swirling vortex formed around them. In the blink of an eye, their surroundings changed, and they found themselves standing directly before Cain, suspended in the sky.
"Magnus!" Shura cried out, her voice laced with alarm.
"Rylanor!" Astrid echoed, reaching out instinctively.