Eventually, they reached a place where the realm boundary was thin. One could not see the boundary or touch it, but those who were powerful enough could sense it — and to Shadow, the boundary here felt as thin as a sheet of paper.
The three of them crossed to the other side without much effort.
Standing on the other side, Shadow inhaled deeply and looked around, feeling somewhat lost. He remembered living in countless realms… he remembered a future where only two realms remained as well, one slowly devouring the other. But, still, this was the first time he had entered an unfamiliar one in this life.
So, he felt strange.
"This one is pretty barren."
Noctis kicked a rock and watched it roll across the dry soil.
"No one really lives here. There used to be some trading outposts here and there before, but after the Shadow people vanished, even those were slowly abandoned."
He glanced at Shadow and smiled.
"I guess we know who's to blame."
Shadow did not react.
