Kael awoke to the distant echo of wind and the coldness of the void around him.
The landscape was dark, barren, and surreal, as though reality itself had shattered.
He sat up, gasping, his body aching from the magical blast.Beside him, Eiran lay unconscious, his face pale and his breathing shallow.
"Where are we?" Kael muttered, struggling to his feet. The last thing he remembered was Valen's dark magic engulfing them.
Now they were trapped in some sort of twisted abyss—a place between life and death.
Kael knelt beside Eiran, shaking his shoulder.
"Wake up."Eiran stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He winced as he sat up, looking around in confusion.
"We're… in the void," Eiran murmured, his voice weak. "Valen's magic… it's sent us here, to the edge of reality."Kael's pulse quickened.
"How do we get out?"Eiran looked uncertain, his usually confident demeanor faltering. "I don't know… this place—it warps magic. Escaping will be dangerous."
The weight of the situation pressed on Kael. They were trapped in a void, and outside, Norvayne was still under siege.
Every minute here meant their kingdom was closer to falling. Kael clenched his fists. "Then we'll find a way. We have to."
As they stumbled through the shifting shadows of the abyss, Kael realized that the void was not just a prison—it was alive.
It whispered to him, taunting him with his failures, feeding on his darkest fears. But he wouldn't give in.
He wouldn't let the void claim them.With Eiran by his side, Kael vowed to escape this place—no matter the cost.