CHAPTER 82
It didn't take long for the battered squad to reach the swirling vortex, located just a few dozen metres from where the brutal struggle with the Aberrant had unfolded.
Without a moment of hesitation, they leaped through the shimmering threshold one by one, their forms blurring and vanishing into the ethereal light until the very last person had stepped through.
Soon enough, they found themselves standing in the familiar, quiet forest where the gate had first manifested.
The heavy transport bus that had brought them here earlier was long gone.
They weren't shocked or even particularly surprised; the driver's priority was the safety of the hundreds of Aspirants who had successfully evacuated.
It was evident that the moment the others escaped the gate, the driver had been notified of the sudden threat and zoomed off, likely assuming anyone still left behind was already dead.
