"Now that I've felt it, I'm certain this is the effect of the chaotic laws in this realm," Doranjan said grimly. "It's likely connected to how the unknown god hid the locals here."
Esriel immediately turned to him, requesting every detail. After a short explanation, she learned everything Zandir had told Doranjan and Eztein. How the locals had arrived in this realm hundreds of years ago, tucked away by a power far beyond their understanding.
"This is nothing like the previous secret realm…" Esriel muttered. She recounted her past experience—the laws and concepts there had been weak, yes, but not chaotic to this degree. There had been abundant resources, and only a handful of mechanisms and runes. This place was different… disturbingly so.
The three of them continued onward, moving with heightened caution.
