The void portal tore open in a silent ripple, giving way to a realm drenched in unnatural twilight.
Alexa stepped through first, her dark golden hair flowing like strands of molten metal, her eyes blazing with the same hue. The pulse of energy radiating from her made the very air ripple.
Anastasia followed, her presence commanding yet measured, her violet eyes sweeping the strange landscape with curiosity.
Abaddon emerged next, void coiling around his tall frame as he moved with effortless grace. Zara, hesitant but composed, stepped out after him. Shez followed last, lingering slightly, her ghostly figure watching the surroundings with a predator's calm.
The world around them was silent.
The skies hung low, oppressive with shifting shades of gray, as if painted with ash and storm clouds threatening to break yet never doing so. The ground beneath was cracked, pale, and dry like forgotten earth untouched by life for centuries.
