Outside Creation, First Spark Dimension
"I would've really appreciated it if these random-ass missions didn't remain a permanent dynamic between us, Aura."
[For the last time, I didn't have control over this. Mikaelion most likely slipped in a hidden programming that activated after he gave you those items.]
Ambrose grunted as he looked around.
The white space couldn't be any more empty and vast. Just like last time, spatial awareness was practically useless in a place where space and time were nonexistent.
He knew the others had ended up here along with him. But he couldn't sense them.
"Great," a sigh slipped past his lips when he remembered the First Spark necklace had left his neck. "So now I have to wander for hell knows how long searching for that damn trinket?"
His brows knitted. "Hold up—does this mission have a deadline?"
