He didn't summon a long table or majestic hall this time.
Intentionally, he let his panic and stress spread into the space. Instantly, the calm fog beneath him began moving.
Of course, he could not force a state of great distress, therefore, the fog didn't form a chaotic vortex like it had the first time he entered that space.
It's fine, he thought, all I needed was to stimulate it.
Now that he was here, however, he could not see what was happening to his vessels in the mystical artifact.
Of course, he still had Baruch, who he focused his perception on the pale skinned woman with voluminous black hair.
I imagine she must have used some sorcery that would alert her of any changes.
When she moved, he would too.
On the dais, the new Baron was giving a speech. His voice was deep and loud, addressing the mages.
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