Mirela felt a cold shiver run down her spine that had absolutely nothing to do with the winter weather as she wrapped her arms around her own chest, slowly shaking her head.
'What's wrong with him?'
Her Master was completely losing his grip on reality.
He was treating his life, and the world around him, like it was a grand elaborate joke.
He had disconnected from the emotional weight of his existence… He was a gamer again and everyone else was just code.
'Did something happen that he didn't tell us…?'
He lowered his hands, adjusting the collar of his coat, and continued walking down the street as if nothing strange had happened.
At the very end of the main road, looming over the snow-covered rooftops of the town, was the portal.
It was a massive swirling vortex of jagged blue and white energy, easily forty feet tall.
The sheer density of the mana leaking from the gate distorted the air around it, sending freezing shockwaves down the street.
