Sol stood upon the clouds, his dark cloak flickering violently beneath the powerful winds sweeping across the heavens as his burning gaze remained fixed upon the mountain Damian and Duke Dantalion had disappeared into.
From the outside, the mountain looked completely normal, its rocky slopes untouched and its peak partially hidden beneath the surrounding clouds, but Sol could clearly perceive the thin transparent dome covering the entire mountain. His eyes narrowed as he studied the strange barrier.
"A Territory..." Sol frowned.
"Not completely... It's a False Territory." Leo, sitting comfortably upon his shoulder, watched the barrier with a serious frown.
