The scorching and ominous Ether pours into the Void Lump through the gaps of the safety door, the gleaming tentacles gradually pry the safety door open, until it is completely open. A bloated mass of light fills the threshold, straining to squeeze in but unable to budge the safety door at all, merely contorting itself into a shriveled form, with more than half of its body having come in.
"We should leave now," Freya said nervously.
This is the transportation hub of the Ruins District, countless safety doors await the two of them, any door they choose to open will allow them to escape the current predicament.
"No, we won't get away."
Bologue shook his head, then turned around in place, sweeping his gaze over every corner of the Void Lump, Freya mimicked Bologue's action, following his line of sight, and then she saw the same scene as Bologue.
