The ocean floor was an alien, jagged landscape of petrified black magma and deep, abyssal trenches. But exactly within the one-mile spherical radius of Ren's Domain of the Abyss, it was as dry and sterile as a pristine Old World laboratory.
The towering, impossible walls of boiling, emerald-green Category-Four water raged furiously against the invisible boundary of his localized gravity well. The deafening, catastrophic roar of millions of tons of ocean desperately trying to crush the vacuum tunnel was entirely muted inside the slipstream, reduced to a faint, distant static.
Ren walked toward Deep Station Aegis.
His heavy combat boots crunched against the volcanic rock, his completely pitch-black, frictionless silhouette absorbing the harsh, pulsing red light of the station's emergency strobes.
