Blakely's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as she clutched the Seed of the World Tree in her hands. The connection she felt to both worlds was undeniable, and the urgency of their mission pressed heavily on her. Berenice's black Jeep sped through the city, weaving past wreckage and abandoned vehicles. The deep purple fog of miasma hung in the air, adding a surreal and ominous atmosphere to the already chaotic scene. The once-bustling streets were now filled with fear and uncertainty.
As they drove, Blakely's HUD phone began to buzz, the screen displaying Esme's name. Berenice, still focused on navigating the hazardous streets, glanced at the phone in confusion. "Why is Esme calling now? She should be in Morphantasia with the others, helping deal with the aftermath of the veil breaking."
