Darkness swallowed the chamber.
John couldn't see the doors anymore, and the golden lights that had floated above the floor were gone. Even the faint glow from Serah's fragment had disappeared, leaving the group surrounded by a darkness so complete that it felt as though the walls had vanished.
For a moment, nobody moved.
Then Darius spoke.
"Please tell me someone else can see something."
"No," Lythriel answered.
"Wonderful."
"Stay where you are," Aerion ordered. "Nobody moves until we know what's happening."
John ignored the conversation and focused on his senses.
He could usually feel the mana around him even when he couldn't see. It was one of the advantages of being a dragon, and it had saved his life more than once.
But here, something was interfering with that ability.
