Back in the orcs' world, Arad was sitting on a steel bench outside the city's main walls. From what he had learned so far, this was the portal city of Rubirus, the closest orc settlement to the rift's opening point, which was this seemingly lifeless rocky desert.
The sky above him was dark, and the sun hadn't shown up for a while. As he didn't want to ask about something obvious, he had to read the mind of some orcs, and from it he learned something horrifying.
In the distant past, the orcs had managed to siphon the power of their sun using a large reflective sphere and eventually dismantled it for resources, as in their eyes, it wasn't an efficient system. They ripped it apart, took that hydrogen inside it, and built countless reactors to fuel their civilization.
