Eleanor drifted aimlessly through the space, unsure of where she was heading. Countless glowing orbs slipped past, left behind in her wake like forgotten stars. She saw many that radiated immense power, but none drew her in. Time felt strange here; she could not tell how much had passed. Yet she remembered Professor Sylpha's warning… she will get five minutes to choose an orb.
"Nora, how much time has passed?" she asked inwardly.
"Master, time flows more slowly here. My perception is also affected. But I believe it has not yet been five minutes," Nora replied.
Suddenly, Eleanor felt a subtle pull… an almost imperceptible connection was coming from somewhere ahead. She surged forward, chasing the invisible thread. Colourful orbs drifted past her like captive galaxies, each humming with its own unique presence. Some exuded such overwhelming power that she almost abandoned the connection to seize them instead.
