Adrian gave a quick, reassuring glance back to his people, a silent command to Nyra, Charles, and his other Vassals to maintain order. He then turned and followed the imposing, blue-skinned being.
The sheer size of the arrival chamber made Adrian wonder if they were really going to walk to the end of it. But thankfully, that didn't happen.
The being led him to a small, circular platform a short distance away, its surface a flawless, unmarked white.
"Step on it," the being commanded.
Adrian complied, and the being joined him on the platform. The moment they both stood on it, a familiar white light enveloped Adrian, but this teleportation was far more pleasant than the last.
There was no sense of his senses being annihilated, no agonizingly long duration. It was a clean transition.
Seconds later, he found his feet touching the ground once more. The shift in his mind was jarring.
