The moment Ace flashed inside the jaw-like opening, he realized something was wrong, because inside, there was nothing; no formation lines carved into the walls, or spatial runes, especially not the teleportation arrays he was expecting.
Instead, he found himself standing inside a perfect cubical chamber, the walls pitch-black, smooth to the point of being unnaturally pristine, as if they had never been touched by dust, time, or erosion.
There were no seams, no symbols, no inscriptions. Even the floor and ceiling were identical, forming a sealed box that felt more like a void than a room.
At that moment, Ace's instincts flared, and before he could examine it further, the chamber lurched and then dropped, plunging downward at a terrifying speed!
