"Have you gone insane?" Kadria screeched.
"Given I'm standing in a void talking to a demonic Messenger? Maybe," August said. He crossed his arms.
Kadria paced back and forth in her strange void world. He had visited her immediately after the invasion. The fact that his binding stone was empty concerned him, and there was an incoming enemy army. He doubted she'd help, but maybe he'd get lucky.
Instead, she shouted his ear off the moment he walked in. August looked around.
This place seemed larger somehow. More palatial. August didn't keep track of the furnishings, but he swore there were a few more.
And the room was definitely larger, and not in the mind-bending way. The outline of a rug shifted as Kadria padded back and forth, her bare feet tugging at fibers August couldn't see.
