Leveling Speeds even Deities would be Jealous of Part 2

The Shadow Realm was an eerie place for ordinary people. The lack of ambient sounds, distinct smells, and color could unnerve just about anyone if left exposed to it for extended periods. But for Cynrik, he had never felt more at home. Thanks to his Dark Affinity, he felt an abnormal level of comfort every time he came here. While Brance felt exceedingly uncomfortable the longer he spent in the Shadow Realm. Light and Dark, as polar opposites, Brance felt itchy the longer he hovered in the Realm devoid of color. But this wasn't the time for idle thoughts; Cynrik and Brance both inhaled slowly, holding it in for a moment, and then exhaled. By the time they finished, both of them were focused entirely on the task at hand.