When he activated the effect of the Tower of Worth, the atmosphere of the room changed at once. It felt like a switch had been flipped in the air itself.
The temperature dropped sharply. The lights dimmed and flickered, casting brief, uneven shadows along the walls.
In the center of the room, an illusory image appeared. Space looked like it was tearing open to both sides, forming a gate to another dimension. Its edges wavered like strained fabric.
Through the tear, he looked into the familiar landscape. He saw the silhouette of the Tower of Worth standing imposingly, like a tool belonging to another universe. It felt distant, yet clearly anchored there.
Black smoke surged out of the door and began condensing onto Adyr's body. It covered him entirely and formed a thin, black, fabric-like outfit that reached up to his chin, leaving only the upper part of his head exposed.
