Remington's POV-
I froze the moment the portal dropped us into the Shadowlands. I knew Izmel's realm would be different from the one I called home, but I never considered how different. Everything around us was grayscale, almost like I had stepped into an old movie. The surrounding grass wasn't vibrant with life but appeared withered. The trees were all full of leaves, but they were a sickly warm gray. So much of the surrounding landscape was familiar, yet it was all so distinctly different.
While waiting for the last of our group to cross the portal, I noticed that Nethal and Cerberus were nowhere to be seen. Izmel had said they would be waiting for us with Erebus' guard, yet the only sign of life here was us. I glanced at him and noticed he was glancing around too. It seemed to be a ca
