There was a problem.
Though the destination of their target was clear, Atticus had to learn the hard way that reaching it wasn't nearly as simple as he had assumed.
The space between each floating island wasn't merely empty airspace, but one filled with condensed streams of Willguard will. It flowed across the entire domain like a vast current of energy.
'Like an infinite energy source.'
Atticus stared up at the golden shimmering wave cascading above him, a faint frown settling on his face. He couldn't help but think about the implications of this new discovery.
Unlike before, he was in the world of another. Here, he no longer possessed the infinite energy or restorative properties Eldoralth had supplied him.
It had played a major role in his defeat of the combined might of the major factions and the Judicator. But that advantage was now gone.
'I'll have to make do… and end fights as quickly as possible.'
