As Xylon stepped through the gate once again, he was prepared this time. He had used the stabilizer to ensure he was using his dark energy, and he began channeling the power from the abyss.
It was as if the abyss was calling out to him, beckoning him to come closer. Yet, this time, the transition was effortless. He didn't feel the same burning sensation or suffocation as before, and he wasn't on the brink of death.
His dark energy had become stable with the effort he had put in, but he refused to let his guard down. He remained in the radiation of the gate, ready to react at a moment's notice if anything went wrong.
Xylon looked around him and took in his surroundings. The abyss was an eerie and desolate place, with a never-ending expanse of darkness. He could hear whispers and strange noises in the distance, but he couldn't discern their origin.
He felt the presence of the demons around him, and it sent a shiver down his spine. Yet, he was determined to carry out his mission.