For several seconds, Liam simply stared at the Seer.
The swirling cloud around them moved slowly, curling around their bodies like a living mist while the rest of the world remained completely hidden beyond it. He had expected an answer. After everything they had gone through to reach this place, after surviving the Gargoyles and the strange trial that had nearly broken their minds, he had expected the woman standing before him to finally explain something.
Instead, she simply looked at him.
Her expression was calm, almost impossibly calm, as though the weight of everything happening around them meant nothing to her.
Then she finally spoke.
"The Aetherial."
The single word was soft.
Yet the moment it reached Liam's ears, something inside him reacted.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"The Aetherial?"
The Seer nodded.
