The inner region of the Hollowlands stretched endlessly in all directions, a wasteland of jagged ice and swirling white mist that devoured sound and hope alike.
The ground beneath was treacherous, frozen stone that cracked and shifted with each step, as if the very earth resented the presence of the living.
"RUN!"
"KEEP MOVING!"
"DON'T LOOK BACK!"
Dozens of figures fled across the corrupt expanse, their forms barely visible through the perpetual blizzard. Resonators, adventurers, and even princes and princesses of the kingdom, all united now in their desperate flight from death. Their enhanced bodies, strengthened by years of training and augmented by precious artifacts, pushed beyond mortal limits.
Yet... it wasn't enough.
