The world stabilized around Jack in fragments.
Jack stood in the center of a barren plateau, storm clouds churning above with unnatural fury.
Lightning struck constantly, bolts thick as tree trunks hammering the ground in patterns that seemed almost intentional.
The electrical discharge was so intense that the air itself glowed faintly yellow
'System,' Jack thought, his jaw tightening. 'Where am I?'
[Floor Fifty-Two]
The notification appeared and vanished, offering no further context.
Floor Fifty-Two. He'd jumped from Twenty-Three through that yellow portal, chasing Stormfang through what should have been a short connection between adjacent floors.
Instead, the portal had carried him down twenty-nine floors in an instant.
Jack's red eyes scanned the wasteland, searching for the wyvern that had led him here.
No sign of Stormfang. The creature had vanished completely, leaving Jack alone in this electric hellscape.
"The Soul Warden."
