War XX

Aiden didn't answer immediately. He looked down at his hand, flexing his fingers. Even now, the energy from the battle lingered within him—not just his own power, but something older. It wasn't just strength. It was authority.

An echo of something far greater than himself.

He clenched his fist, suppressing the feeling. "We'll figure it out later. Right now, we need to move before more Abyssal reinforcements arrive."

Rick shot him a skeptical look but nodded. "Fine. But you owe us some answers once we're clear."

With that, the team activated the teleportation rune.

The world blurred—

—and shifted.