The Call
The image continued to magnify until the source of the light pillar was the only thing visible within the basin.
"Stop!" Princess Helena waved her hand as soon as she was able to clearly see where the pillar was originating from, which was far too familiar a place.
At the root of the pillar was an encirclement of more than a dozen cracks in space that reflected various scenes. Each of the cracks was connected to a bluish-purple whirlpool constantly rotating above them.
The source of the pillar of light was also this whirlpool that had expanded to over a kilometer in size.
Princess Helena didn't even risk breathing out loud as her gaze locked onto the pyramid's entrance that was located smack dab in the middle of the whirlpool. Because unlike how she had left it, it wasn't vacant anymore.