On the Divine Planet, a small, imperceptible glowing point breached the atmosphere. It didn't emit any fluctuation, power, or presence, resembling a fragment of a wandering meteorite that would soon turn to ashes.
This small point descended towards a continent. Initially, its trajectory seemed to be heading towards a city, but suddenly, it made a slight turn and followed a path towards a desert, far from any civilization.
The tiny cube of ice crashed in the middle of a sand dune, piercing deeply into the ground until it buried itself. Once it stopped, all subtle fluctuations disappeared. The rune inside the ice cube was completely cracked and almost destroyed.
'Damn, that power almost killed us too... if it weren't for the tattoos and our divine soul, we'd be finished,' Bruno muttered.
Alm turned his attention to the inventory, where Liumi was quickly moving around, tense, assessing and tending to the newly arrived allies.
