Blakely, Maven, Iris, and the loyal panda summons stood before the swirling portal that Netheria had opened. The air around them felt charged with energy, a mixture of excitement and trepidation hanging in the atmosphere. The next step of their journey was before them—into the realm of Chronic, the Primordial of Time.
Blakely felt the Void's energy still humming through her after Netheria's trial. She could feel the duality of the Void, the balance of nothingness and potential, settling in her, giving her a strange sense of clarity. With that newfound strength, she knew they were ready for whatever came next.
Maven, ever the one to break tension with humor, looked at the portal and raised an eyebrow. "Well, this should be interesting. Time travel, anyone? Maybe I'll go back to when I had breakfast and eat two donuts instead of one."
Blakely chuckled despite herself, grateful for Maven's lightheartedness. "I don't think that's how it works."
