The pulse of the Weave vibrated through Elara's very bones as she stood at the precipice of the unknown. The strange landscape before her twisted in ways that defied any logic she had ever known, yet everything about it felt inexplicably familiar. The massive, glowing structure that dominated the center of the clearing was alive, its strands twisting and writhing like the arteries of the world itself. It beckoned her forward, a calling she could not resist.
"We've reached the heart of it," Morgana murmured, her voice low and reverent, filled with both awe and dread. "The Nexus, in its true form."