Within a vast, circular chamber, the formation on the floor suddenly lit up at this moment.
Thereafter, the space suddenly twisted, and bright light flickered out, and Ace's cloaked figure stepped from the formation onto smooth blackstone tiles veined with streaks of abyssal crystal.
He looked around and saw the circular chamber's vaulted dome covered in runic etchings that pulsed faintly with suppressed spatial power. Heavy obsidian pillars encircled the space, carved with ghostly patterns that seemed to shift whenever one looked directly at them.
Unlike the bustling public teleportation arrays of lesser cities, this one was deathly still, its silence only broken by the faint hum of power lingering in the air. It wasn't difficult to understand why—this array was forbidden to all but one person; the Dread Duchess herself!
At this moment, Ace's eyes flickered slightly as he caught faint whispers of movement before a tall, elegant abyssal devil entered the chamber.
