There was a flash of black and white in the dark cavern illuminated by faint motes of golden light.
Unlike the glow of the Lightbringer, this light was much dimmer and was not for illumination of any sort.
Regardless, that was hardly relevant as Alex emerged from the flash, his steps measured as he approached the source of the light.
There, he came across a most intriguing sight.
It started as a crisscrossing of several golden threads with Ana at the center and before her, a loom created with the golden threads.
She looked quite sickly, which was a testament to the stress she'd undergone.
"Hey…" She greeted weakly noticing his presence.
Alex's eyes fell upon the black and white circle on her forehead causing his expression to fall. "How much of it did you use?"
"Don't worry. Not much, just enough to ensure everything went smoothly."
"You shouldn't have."
