The dark red lava deep within the Earth suddenly became completely still. Not even a wisp of smoke rose from it anymore.
The empty space felt as though it had been filled with mercury, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
The third Law Breathing Cycle finally arrived, moving with an almost frozen slowness.
The ripples of law on the golden door were no longer as violent and chaotic as before. Instead, they had fallen into a strange silence, like still, dead water.
Cheryl felt as if an invisible hand had grabbed her Inner Spirit tightly. Even her thoughts became painfully slow.
Buzz.
The two golden lines that had stood side by side on the door suddenly withdrew all their light.
In their place, dark red words slowly appeared across its surface. They did not look like divine writing. They looked more like they had been written in the blood of countless fallen gods.
"If opening this door cannot coexist with Earth's survival..."
"If you open the door, Earth will be destroyed."
