At a second glance at the Void Breach...
It was less a tear—and more a sigh. A faint distortion in the air, like heat rising off Blight-rotten asphalt. Lira crouches beside it, squinting.
"This is it? This pissant flicker?"
Kael says nothing. Aether'valis hums in his grip, its cracks pulsing faintly. The blade feels lighter these days, hungrier.
She tosses a pebble into the Breach. It vanishes with a wet pop.
"E-Rank. Should've known. The Pact's maps are older than my boots."
"You said it was untagged."
"Untagged *and* worthless, apparently. Let's go."
He steps through first.
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The Breach's interior is a cavern of jagged black stone, the walls weeping oily fluid that reeks of burnt hair. Ravager nests cling to the ceiling, pustulent sacs throbbing with larval forms.
The floor crunches underfoot—bones, but small ones. Rodents. Insects. Nothing human.
