Absolute void surrounded them. No ground beneath their feet, no sky above, no horizon in any direction. Just endless, empty darkness stretching infinitely in all directions. The only sources of light were their own bodies, glowing faintly with their mana.
Panic hit immediately.
"What—where—!" Lyanna's senses kicked in, her body instinctively trying to find solid ground, but there was nothing.
"Father!" Cassandra's composure shattered as well. She was floating slowly through the void, unable to control her momentum.
"I can't—there's no air—I can't breathe!" Seraphine gasped, her hands clutching at her throat.
All three daughters were spiraling into full panic, their minds unable to process the complete absence. They had never been anywhere like this.
"Calm down," Julian's voice cut through their panic. "You're all demi-gods. You don't need air to survive. Your cultivation sustains you. Focus. Center yourselves. Control your fear."
