The pitch-black void offered no wind, no sound, and no resistance.
Albrecht fell through the absolute darkness. He couldn't see the ceiling above or the floor below. The only light came from his own body. The deep gash in his right shoulder and his empty left eye socket burned with a violent, neon purple fire.
He reached out with his left hand and blindly grabbed Emmeline's wrist in the dark.
"I have you!" Albrecht roared.
He yanked her hard against his heavy Eisen-Guard chest plate. The crimson-veined Primordial Cleaver in his right hand vibrated aggressively, feeding off the corrupted virus running through his veins.
CRASH!
They slammed into solid ground. The impact was brutal, sending a shockwave through Albrecht’s heavy iron boots. The floor wasn't made of marble, sand, or digita
