The moment I stepped through, the world around me shifted into something utterly surreal.
Gone was the earthy, primal atmosphere of the Troll City, replaced instead by a stunning blend of sleek modernity and Norse mythology on steroids.
I found myself standing in a massive, gleaming lobby that seemed to hover between realms. The air smelled faintly of ozone and… was that mead?
The place was alive with activity—beings in radiant armor darted past, their movements so fluid and purposeful they might as well have been choreographed. Floating desks orbited like small satellites, each one inscribed with glowing runes.
A massive stained-glass window took up an entire wall, depicting the realms in vibrant, shifting colors.
It wasn't just decorative; the window doubled as a holographic map, with glowing lights marking key locations.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I registered that this was no ordinary place.
