A few carriages pierced through the Black Rift like a cannon.
It burst into a clearing where nothing remained other than a few distant statues in the distance.
"Where are we?" Princess Davina asked as she looked out the window.
"I… I also don't understand," the driver replied from the outside—also sucking in a cold breath at what he was seeing right now.
"Are you sure we didn't get lost?" She asked again, looking outside to see nothing but flatland. "I don't remember the Tomb of Heroes being in a place like this. There should be a massive stone construct—at which it was built."
"I'm quite sure we're in the right place, princess," the driver said—pointing at the horizon. "The Tomb of Heroes has a special mechanism built inside of it. Initially—it was built to endure the consciousness of the heroes, but it also acted as a repellent for the Black Rift."
Princess Davina's brows furrowed together into a frown.
She believed the driver.
