The shimmering portal opened onto a breathtaking yet harrowing scene.
The Atlantis Continent stretched out before them, a land of shimmering oceans, coral-covered mountains, and ethereal underwater cities nestled within glowing aquatic domes.
However, the beauty of the landscape was marred by corruption. Crimson veins of infected flux coursed through the waters like malevolent tendrils, staining the once-pristine seas.
The skies above the ocean were a distorted formation of storm clouds, swirling with unnatural hues of red and black.
Aurielle stepped out of the portal first, her violet flux swirling around her as she surveyed the surroundings.
"Well, isn't this charming?" she quipped, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Looks like someone's been redecorating."
Lucy followed, her golden wings partially unfurled, their radiance cutting through the gloom.
