They landed in a heap of tangled limbs and shadows, Kai somehow managing to end up at the bottom of the pile.
"Ow," he groaned. "Next time we void-travel, can we maybe aim for a softer landing? Like a bouncy castle? Or at least not on the werewolf?"
But his jokes died as they took in their surroundings. Where there should have been chaos, blood, and supernatural warfare, there was... nothing.
The battlefield was empty. No High Court. No allies. No Lily. No Cassius.
Just grass. Trees. A gentle breeze.
"This... this isn't right," Marcus analyzed the scene, his senses on high alert. "There's no trace of battle. No residual power signatures."
"Where is everyone?" The pigtailed girl's shadows curled nervously.
Maya's leopard form rippled beneath her skin as she scanned the area. "It's like no war ever happened here."
"But we saw them," Lucas insisted. "Through the void vision. They were right here!"
