The air grew thick, heavy with a strange tension as the team approached the fractured boundary where reality and illusion blurred—a place whispered about in forbidden texts as the Rift.
Elias paused, eyes scanning the swirling shadows. "This is where the Veil's power roots deepest. The echoes are strongest here."
Kaien drew his sword, feeling the familiar pulse of the Abyss beneath his skin. "Then it's time to put this power to the test."
With a steady breath, Kaien stepped forward and slashed his blade through the air. The strike tore a jagged rift in the fabric of reality, revealing glimpses of hidden corridors and trapped memories shimmering beyond.
Iria and Solryn exchanged glances—both amazed and wary.
"Riftwalk," Elias said quietly. "The ability to step between the fractures, between truths and lies. It's rare—and dangerous."
Kaien felt the Abyss swirl inside him, a chaotic storm of shadows and light. Each step through the rift twisted the world around him—walls shifting, echoes whispering secrets too heavy to carry.
Suddenly, spectral figures materialized—manifestations of echoes, twisted by the Veil's corruption. The team braced for battle.
Kaien's blade cut through the phantoms, each strike unraveling their false forms. But with every step deeper, the rift strained, threatening to collapse and trap them between worlds forever.
"We must move quickly!" Elias commanded.
Kaien's shadow melded with the rift's edge, and with a final, powerful slash, they stepped fully into the Veil's hidden sanctum.
The real fight was just beginning.