She had never felt anything like it before.
Sylphia took her first step into the new dimension and immediately felt the world shift—not space or time, but something within her. As if her bones, her muscles, her skin were all trying to adjust to something they couldn't understand.
Before her stretched the Throne Hall. But this wasn't any palace chamber she knew. This place defied the very definition of a hall.
Columns rose from the ground like mountains, spiraling with runes and blue light. The floor, made of transparent crystal, reflected their silhouettes as if another world existed just beneath their feet. There were no walls. No ceiling. Only endless space, suffused with a singular, absolute presence.
At the far end, atop a platform of black stone, he sat.
Kaen.
