Ryker looked behind him to see Lilliana and Caelus exiting the ship's cabin, his sister looking up into the sky as she commented on the purple rift.
"Yeah. It's gonna be a whole three months, in there..." Ryker muttered to himself.
He recalled what Long Meiling had told him about mystic realms over text. Apparently, they were small pocket dimensions within the material plane that could be either natural or man-made. Of course, 'small' was relative to the world, as a whole; some mystic realms were as large as an entire continent.
"Well, I'm sure you'll be fine, but just remember to be careful in there."
Having said that, Lilliana motioned Ryker over with her head, and together the three of them disembarked.
