Yur lay motionless on the barren ground, his mind focused only on the flickering notifications before his eyes.
Time for the next step.
Above him, Jisvruul and Velmira stood watch, their gazes fixed on the shifting Blood Sigil containing Ris. It trembled, pulsing with eerie light before being drawn into Yur's orb—absorbed into his Cyralim.
Jisvruul, make sure the both of you protect me.
The Barren Canyon was his domain, but Yur wasn't taking any chances. A single mistake, a single breach, and even the Nulith demons lurking in the depths could overwhelm him. He wouldn't allow anything to disrupt his breakthrough.
Yes, Master. You focus on your breakthrough. I will protect you with my life.
Yur's consciousness descended into his Cyralim, his body falling away as his mind entered the void.
Inside, the ten Blood Sigils hovered above the ground like crimson stars in a blackened sky.