Meanwhile…
Adam and Ignis suddenly found themselves standing in a completely different place.
The floor beneath their feet was made of smooth white stone, forming a large circular altar. At the very center of the altar floated a brilliant star, glowing with a soft, pure white light that pulsed gently like a heartbeat. The light was warm and comforting, completely different from the cold darkness they had just escaped.
Above them, the ceiling was no longer stone. Instead, it looked like an endless night sky filled with countless stars, slowly rotating in a beautiful, peaceful motion.
Ignis's golden eyes widened as she looked up.
"…How beautiful…" she whispered in awe, her voice soft.
Adam, still holding her in his arms, slowly lowered her to the ground. His crimson eyes scanned the surroundings warily.
"…Where are we?" he muttered.
Before either of them could say anything else, a figure slowly materialized in front of the glowing star.
It was the Guide.
