The gate was made of old stone painted gold, the insignia of seven stars orbiting a singular bleeding eye etched at its center, as complex runes and formations glowed across its structure.
Jamie looked at Caine, his gaze steadying.
"Are you ready?"
Caine smiled and nodded. Jamie nodded back.
Forming a blade of qi, Jamie cut his hand open, allowing the blood to flow from his palm and down onto the gate. Slowly, his blood filled each and every single rune and symbol etched into it.
With a pale face, Jamie withdrew his hand and began to bandage it.
RUMBLE!
The gate slowly began to open.
"I'll see you soon if the gods will it."
Jamie faded into a cloud of smoke that drifted and dispersed along the harsh winds that swept through the city.
Caine didn't mind this. The gate opened, revealing a swirling portal of gold and red.
Without hesitation, he jumped in.
Immediately, the gate closed and entirely vanished, leaving no trace of its existence behind.
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