Finally escaping the spatial storm, Emery began his descent toward the High Elves' planet.
The world hung before him like a pale jewel against the darkness, wrapped in layers of soft, shimmering light. He slowed his approach, taking in the vast planet ahead. Unlike the other worlds he had encountered in Tartarus, Sylmareth showed no visible signs of corruption.
At least, from what he could see.
Emery moved closer, and the details of the world gradually unfolded before his eyes.
The first thing that caught his attention was the enormous pillars.
Dozens of them rose from the planet's surface, stretching high into the sky. Each was so massive that it could have supported an entire mountain. Pale light flowed along their towering structures, gathering at their peaks before spreading outward and connecting with the surrounding pillars. Together, they formed an enormous net of light that enveloped the entire planet.
