Morning came slowly, pale light filtering through the frozen formations of Aesa's cave while the cold air remained still and heavy.
The faint glow of ice reflected across the walls, casting a dim blue hue over the chamber.
Aesa stood near the center, her arms loosely crossed as she waited. Her breath formed a soft mist that lingered briefly before fading. She was waiting for them to come.
The silence stretched for a moment before space distorted in two separate points. The air bent and twisted, then released as Erend and Eccar stepped through their portals. The residual energy disperses quickly behind them.
Erend did not linger to waste time. He stepped forward with his expression calm but focused and began explaining what he had learned from Veyrun the night before.
