A Hidden Clue

Ivaim's lips twitched in a half-smile, though his eyes remained watchful.

"I see you two didn't waste any time."

The Black Veil Master didn't respond immediately.

Instead, she raised her head, her voice low but clear, carrying the weight of something much larger than the room. 

"There isn't much time left before the end of the Fractured Reality."

The Black Veil Master said, her voice cutting through the silence.

Ivaim's brow furrowed. He stepped forward, his hand still loosely gripping his baton.

"How do you know that?"

The Black Veil Master stood still, the dim light casting shadows on her face as she spoke.

Her gaze met his with a quiet intensity, her words measured.

"When I first entered the Fractured Reality, I spawned in a village at the edge of Vallgorath."

She began, her voice calm but carrying weight.