The rift opened high above unfamiliar skies, and Thar'Zul-Vekar emerged into the world where the ancient Storm God had been sealed by Adrius and Lysander. Because they had been here before, the ancient god could travel here easily.
The air here carried a different weight. Even when the ancient storm god was already sealed and his rampage gone, the air was still charged with distant thunder and old divine scars that never fully healed.
Clouds that heavy with low storm power drifted in wide and slow currents below them, while the land stretched endlessly beneath, marked by mountains, rivers, and the little glow of mortal settlements far below.
They did not descend.
Instead, Thar'Zul-Vekar rose higher.
Their body hovered far above the ground, suspended at a height where the curvature of the land became visible. Where borders and distances shrank into a single connected whole.
