Benji's words settled over them like a heavy weight.
The very air around them seemed to grow heavier, and Kain suddenly found it much harder to breathe as he processed what Benji's words likely meant for his hometown.
A deep, oppressive silence followed, stretching between them like a suffocating shroud.
"The origin?" Clara finally broke the silence, brows furrowed.
Benji hesitated, seeming to parse through the information Aura was providing. "It's complicated. The gate isn't just some random passageway into the real world. It's being calibrated. They're attuning it to somewhere—or some people—from the real world."
Kain's stomach churned. "You mean it's locked onto Brightstar City?"
