Marcus followed Liam into the chamber without hesitation.
Only after stepping fully inside did he notice something strange. The Twin energy drifting through the sanctuary did not simply pass through this space. The moment it entered, the energy became trapped, gathering into a dense black-and-white mist that lingered in the air like suspended breath. It swirled slowly around the chamber, soft and dreamlike, turning the entire room hazy and unreal.
The mist flowed inward constantly, yet none of it escaped. The chamber itself functioned like a sealed vessel, capturing and refining the Twin energy until the atmosphere felt heavy enough to touch.
"Stonehaven, you ready?" Liam asked.
Marcus sat down cross-legged at the center of the chamber, steadying his breathing as the mist curled around him.
"Ready."
