The world they now inhabited was unlike anything they had ever seen. Gone was the familiar landscape of fractured earth and twisted skies. The air was still, heavy with an unnatural calm, as if the very atmosphere itself had been reborn. The ground beneath them felt solid but unfamiliar, soft and yielding like a place untouched by chaos or corruption. There were no signs of the collapse—no scars of the void's reach.
Elara stood at the forefront of this new world, her senses still reeling from the overwhelming surge of power she had unleashed through the relic. She looked around, trying to make sense of what had happened. The relic had done something—had pulled them from the edge of destruction, but it had also shifted the very nature of reality.
"Kade?" Morgana's voice broke through the stillness, her tone laced with disbelief. "Where are we?"