Unaware of what was happening behind him, the black and white mist silently swept past him. Zeus took a step forward, crossing through the invisible portal and entering the Spirit Realm once again.
Through the vagueness, he felt as if he had passed through three barriers, two of which were the ones he had unintentionally broken the last time. Finally, as the chaotic play of light and shadow returned to normal, he found himself standing on ground that seemed paved with greenstone.
Looking around, he found himself in an unobstructed clearing. In the distance, a vast cluster of buildings of diverse forms stretched endlessly. At their center, an ancient well, magnified countless times, was placed there.
Zeus did not feel any sense of danger, but there was an almost unbearable pressure weighing on his heart.
