The trek up from Deep Karakorum took them through the massive horizontal elevator shafts of the fallen skyscraper roofing their base. They stayed local today. They explored their own vertical backyard. The forest canopy reclaimed the upper floors of the toppled high-rise over a hundred millennia. It transformed the ruined corporate architecture into its own localized Sky-Reef.
Will stepped through the rusted, moss-choked frame of a former executive atrium and stopped dead. The floor dropped away into a massive, hollowed-out mega-mall. The physics of the space were entirely broken.
A ruptured mana-vein pulsed deep in the bedrock. It fractured the local gravity into chaotic, invisible kinetic eddies. Massive, bioluminescent fern-trees grew entirely upside down from the shattered glass ceiling. Their glowing fronds reached toward the floor. Puddles of glowing lapis-blue water floated in mid-air like massive, shimmering soap bubbles. They drifted lazily on the subterranean currents.
