The training hall that Vexia led him to was unlike anything Nox had encountered in his months of fighting for survival across the merged world. The space seemed to exist outside normal reality, its walls shifting between solid crystal and something that looked disturbingly like the void between stars, and the air itself carried a charge that made his corruption stir restlessly beneath his skin.
The floor was smooth obsidian that reflected no light despite the strange luminescence that filled the chamber, and the ceiling stretched so high above them that it might have been infinite for all Nox could tell. There were no doors that he could see, no windows, nothing to suggest that this place had any connection to the Sanctuary they had just left behind.
