As Canila and his team crossed the threshold, they entered a world unlike any they had known. This new realm was both hauntingly beautiful and unsettling. The sky was a mixture of deep indigo and violet, swirling with wisps of ethereal light that seemed to be alive, casting strange, dancing shadows across the landscape. Trees stood twisted and gnarled, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching toward the heavens, while the air carried a faint hum, as if the very essence of the place resonated with some ancient power.
"This realm… it's as if time itself doesn't quite work here," Kael murmured, studying the sky. He was right. The stars seemed to move at irregular paces, some flickering rapidly while others drifted across the heavens like embers in a breeze.
Elara stretched out her hands, allowing faint tendrils of her own magic to mingle with the air. "It's like the energy here is… raw, unfiltered. There's no structure to it. It's wild and ancient."
