Yu Sheng still stood in the hall, gazing at the Queen of Dark Moon not far ahead.
He felt as if he had been standing there for only a dozen minutes, but it was as if centuries had slipped by before his eyes. At some unknown moment, the "time" in this place seemed to have malfunctioned. He felt everything around him accelerating, events that had once occurred here compressed and fast-forwarding continuously before his eyes.
He saw the equipment in the hall gradually start to malfunction; some successfully self-repaired, while others dimmed forever. He saw the dome slowly collapse, and the giant pillars supporting it slant at bizarre angles. He also saw the corridor at the end of the hall split into two, while the wall on the other side twisted into a whirlpool shape.
Clearly, these changes were not caused merely by the erosion of time, but also by some irrational, terrifying, and twisted force.
