As the group ascended, Anna reached for the shimmering tube above them. "Well, I doubt anyone's in the mood to take the lift. Tube it is," she declared, impatience sharpening her tone.
The moment her hand brushed the tube's surface, it responded. With a sudden hum, the group was pulled inside, propelled upward at dizzying speed. The streaking lights outside painted a kaleidoscope of colors across their faces, heightening the surreal nature of the moment.
Breaking the silence, Aether's voice was steady, though tinged with unease. "So… this is what happens when someone openly defies a Sage." His gaze remained fixed on the swirling lights, his expression darkening. "If a Sage wields that kind of power... who in their right mind would dare to defy one?"
