Chapter 128: The Abyss in Crisis
Sam stared at the darkening sky above the Abyssal Lok, his chest tightening with a deep sense of unease. The chaotic energy that had once flowed freely and almost playfully through the Lok now felt heavy, hostile, and erratic. The once-thriving realms within the Lok were trembling under the pressure of Kaleon's growing influence, and Sam could feel the fragile balance slipping away with every passing second.
Ticklebug flitted nervously around his head, as usual, his tiny wings buzzing furiously. "Boss, I don't wanna sound dramatic or anything, but... WE'RE TOTALLY DOOMED! The sky's literally falling!"
Sam sighed, brushing his hand through his hair. "Yeah, I noticed, Ticklebug. Thanks for the heads-up."
Brigham stood beside them, his massive sword resting on his shoulder as he scanned the horizon. "It's worse than we thought," he rumbled. "The realms are starting to collapse."