Her eyes lifted, gleaming. "And during that process, something opened."
She shifted her weight and tapped the ground beneath them with her toes. "Your soul realm. It allowed me in. It invited me to become an integral part of it."
Ayame frowned slightly. "Wait, does this mean you can't manifest outside the realm?"
If she could, that would basically mean the entire continent of Iskaris became solved. With Nyxara helping them, literally nothing could step in their way.
Even among the primordials, Nyxara was considered one of the strongest.
Then what about mortals who were locked to level 74 or below?
It'd be a massacre, the kind history had never recorded before.
"I tried," Nyxara said, shrugging. "Didn't work. Maybe I'll find a way."
A subtle stillness passed through the group. No one said anything in response. A few gazes dropped.
Nyxara noticed immediately.
