>>>>THIRD PERSON POV<<<<
The teleportation swallowed the battlefield so abruptly that none of them had time to react.
One moment, explosions and clashing steel echoed throughout Floor Ninety-Seven.
The next, the world twisted violently as crimson runes consumed everything within the barrier Villion had prepared.
Space itself folded around them, tearing apart the battlefield before hurling each of them toward an unknown destination.
Zeref's boots scraped against smooth black stone as he stumbled forward, barely catching his balance before dropping to one knee. His demonic flames instinctively burst from both hands, illuminating the endless darkness surrounding him.
"...Eunji? Oreo?"
Only silence answered.
His brows furrowed. The familiar contract linking the three of them remained intact. He could still feel Eunji's presence somewhere inside the Tower, and Oreo's divine mana hadn't disappeared either. They were alive.
Just...
Far away.
