"We are out," Kairos whispered, his voice trembling with a mixture of relief and a wide grin for the future. "We are finally out of that demonic cage."
The sphere of dark light, powered by the Pearl that Lom had given, tore through the fabric of space with a speed that defied the laws of physics.
It phased through reality, slipping between the layers of the multiverse like a needle through silk.
Behind them, the suffocating miasma of Solara faded into the distance. They had escaped the suffocating place, the black mark on the map where Thea's eyes could not reach.
"Wait," one of the Gods stammered, looking around the swirling universe with wide, fearful eyes. "We are in the open multiverse now. I can sense them... the particles. Won't she track us down?"
