On the other side of the rift, Erend stood in the war chamber with feeling in his chest that grew heavier and sharper, as though his soul was being pulled taut.
Erend was sure that when the time Eccar crossed into the rift the sensation intensified. It was as if the rift itself had reached through the realms and tugged at something deep within him.
"Erend. I'm now being taken into the rift. If you hear me, know that I'll find a way to survive so you don't have to worry. I feel something wrong, but… I think we have to enter."
The connection faded as quickly as it had come, leaving Erend with a mix of unease but also determination. He clenched his fists. Without wasting a moment, he turned to Saeldir who stood nearby and to the gathered division leaders.
"Eccar's crossed into the rift," Erend announced, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his chest. "This confirms it. The time is near."
