They reached the origin of the disturbance after nearly dying from the raptures.
Their power wasn't the issue; rather, the special conditions of this place had stripped away their usual advantages, leaving them with few options.
"Is that it ?" Asher asked.
Before them stood something that defied explanation—a black hole, but it behaved differently from those they'd seen devouring everything in their path.
This one looked almost fragile, as if made of glass. Its surface shimmered faintly, reflecting light in distorted waves.
"Yes," Index muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Asher's gaze locked onto it. For all the destruction they'd seen caused by the void, this anomaly looked deceptively calm. If anything, it seemed more controlled than the raptures.
You've checked this before?" he asked.
Nodding, Index took a step closer.