There was a lull, but the clouds were shifting above, and the temperature across the entire world increased dramatically.
The fighters dropped to the arena and allowed the conditions around them to return to normal. Superheated space, fried air, distorted gravity, evaded light, whirled time… they all settled, stabilizing; something that was only possible because this was not a typical world. Worlds native to Breaking Chasms were stronger, stabler. They could take a beating and recover in moments.
…Yet, the clouds still took their leave while turning gloomy, agitated. The temperature started rising again, slowly, and a subdued frequency of vibration sang across the world. Distress. A world in distress.
Skullius noticed, as did a few others among the members of Stellars, but the fighting in the arena was reaching its fever pitch. That deserved better attention.
The lanky woman deactivated her Andori, her arm returning to normal, and her opponents also pulled back their defenses.
