The abyss did not feel like empty space. It felt like falling through a sea of static electricity. Lucien squeezed Selene’s hand so hard he could feel her pulse racing against his palm. Around them, Nyra and Seraphina were silhouettes against the shifting grey fog of the void.
"Seraphina! Brace for impact!" Lucien shouted. His voice was instantly swallowed by the roar of rushing air.
"I can’t find the floor!" Seraphina screamed back. "The gravity here is subjective! We aren't falling down, we are falling inward!"
Suddenly, the weightlessness vanished. A sickening jolt slammed into Lucien’s spine as they hit a semi-solid layer of blue mist. Instead of shattering their bones, the mist acted like a thick liquid, slowing their descent until they drifted onto a cold, metallic platform.
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