The clear blue sky and endless green fields vanished, replaced by a dim, oppressive sky that pressed down like a suffocating weight.
Jagged black peaks thrust upward in every direction, like blades piercing the heavens, grim and silent.
Between them yawned massive, bottomless rifts.
The pitch-black depths resembled the gaping jaws of some ancient beast, cold winds howling up from below, carrying with them the low, eerie growls of unseen aberrant creatures.
The ground was littered with twisted, grotesque alien vegetation.
A pale gray mist hung thick in the air, cloaking the entire mountain range in a suffocating haze, making the already hostile environment feel even more sinister.
Rory drew in a sharp breath.
No wonder this place was the Central District's forbidden zone. Even standing at its edge sent a chill crawling down her spine.
How had Aren ended up in a place like this?
Her frown deepened. She turned immediately to Nix.
"Nix, quickly, refine Aren's exact location."
