The next moment, silver light and deep darkness flashed and vanished.
The two vortexes, along with the figures within, were completely erased from atop this eternal sea of clouds, leaving only the slowly re-forming, gently flowing mist.
Directly below where their figures had vanished, deep within the world of the cloud sea shrouded by endless mist.
An unimaginably vast silhouette seemed to flash, blurry and indistinct, through a gap in the mist before vanishing.
The silhouette was no living thing. It resembled some kind of cold, metallic construct with a complex geometric structure. Its lines were rigid, possessing an unnatural, exquisitely precise beauty.
It was just a fleeting glimpse before it was once again completely swallowed by the endless, milky-white mist, as if that instant had been nothing more than an illusion, a trick of light and shadow.
Above the sea of clouds, silence returned.
Only the eternal, gentle, milky-white mist quietly blanketed everything.
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