744. A Young Voice

Staring at the void of darkness, Sylvester found himself speechless. 'What happened?' He was sure he didn't feel any spatial distortion, magic, or energy flaring up. So, how did the entire mountain seemingly teleport into nothing? 

"S-Sylvester… what is this?" Even Empress Zenith seemed to show hints of panic. "Where are we?" 

"Certainly not home," Sylvester replied and knelt down at the edge of the tunnel he had formed. He looked at the endless darkness and used Elder Magic to see the magic in the air. Sure enough, he noticed an endless sea of the same black eel-like worms tangled everywhere. 

'Chonky, do you feel something?' he asked, using Solarium Web to express his thoughts. 

Miraj nodded strongly, 'Like my belly again, same as before, Maxy. Where are we? It feels… nice.'

"Was this a trap?" Dalgan wondered.