After the rift closed, the warehouse slowly returned to stillness, but the lingering energy fluctuations in the air made it clear that something was still wrong. The shattered walls, charred ground, and the remaining corrosive marks from the creatures served as constant reminders of the chaos that had just unfolded.
Arthur put away his detector and scanned the room, his gaze eventually settling on me. "Lorne, your control over the ring was surprising, but you must understand, this doesn't mean the danger is over."
"Thanks for the reminder." I waved my hand weakly, still slumped against the wall. "Do I look like someone ready for another fight?"
Arthur ignored my sarcasm and continued, "The energy fluctuations from the rift are far more complex than we anticipated. It seems to be guided by some higher force. This isn't an isolated anomaly, Lorne— you and the ring are the key to this entire event."
