The biting wind of the ice plains of the North had not yet fully faded from their ears. Within the Beast-Quelling Tower, its unique power of Aether Nascence had already thundered open.
Layer upon layer of aetheric waymarks wrapped around five upright figures, ripping through 10 thousand miles of void without leaving the slightest afterimage along the way. There was no drain of spiritual power from a long journey. There was no dust, strain, or weariness from crossing domains.
Jared, Gwendolyn, and the other three powerful adepts traveled by the Beast-Quelling Tower's exclusive Farreach art.
In the span of a breath, they crossed the entire far northern domain and landed steadily outside the mouth of Freevale's heartland, the place they had been holding in mind all along. The piercing white light of space slowly drew back and broke apart. It scattered into specks of pale glow, then melted into the morning world.
Five figures stood with their robes lifting slightly around them. Their auras stayed steady, their feet planted solidly on the cool flagstone path at the mouth of the vale, their backs straight without the slightest sign of fatigue.
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