Looking through the window into End, they all stepped back except for Prime, because he was the only one who had the power to pass through the window. Vraegar had already led them to it, and he had to open the road.
Prime condensed the power of time on his fingertips, and he touched the window, creating a red dot that spread out and melted the entire window, like a thin sheet of ice meeting flames.
Vraegar saw how easily Prime had made a doorway to this place, and he chuckled self-deprecatingly. Only he knew how much he had paid to open this window, and he had been ready to give up his life if he could just open a small crack, and if Prime had just waited a few million years before coming, he would have done this, hoping that his sacrifice would make the path easier for the next to follow.
Prime did not glance at the others, and he stepped through the way he had just opened, and this step turned out to be one of the strangest thresholds Prime had ever crossed.
