'Dammit! I should've asked for a higher price' Ezra vents, but calms, remembering the set of trump cards in his arsenal. 'Whatever. Let's just get this over with'
Ezra stood, steadying himself as the Ravenwing's autopilot adjusted their trajectory.
Through the viewport, he couldn't make out any activity in the marked surroundings but as he advanced, a huge white watchtower suddenly appears from within the empty space.
Apparently, it's cloaking function had become disabled.
Standing stark against a chaotic golden backdrop which Ezra immediately notices, the tower is sleek and modern, a glaring contrast to the ancient and crumbling surroundings.
Its surface shimmered faintly, lined with intricate arrays of crystalline panels.
Looking beyond it though, a massive, shimmering rift came into view.
Though far away, Ezra could make out the secret realm entrance pulsing with golden energy in the distance, its edges jagged and unstable, like shards of broken glass floating in space.
