The white light of the spatial tear vanished and left the Syndicate partners standing on the solid gold bricks of the Exchange District. The crushing atmospheric pressure of the Upper Heavens forced Kael to his knees the moment his boots touched the ground. The ruler of Ironhold gasped for breath in the dense magical air while Stellan and Vance staggered against each other to maintain their balance.
Jasmine planted her boots and forced her lungs to adapt to the heavy atmosphere. She gripped her runic javelin and scanned the massive plaza. Towering diamond palaces floated above them in the twilight sky. The ambient roar of commerce echoed off the marble facades of the surrounding guild halls and created a deafening wave of noise.
The vast scale of the metropolis was paralyzing. Jasmine un
