The entire pocket space unfolded in his perception. And what he found confirmed was its size.
Thankfully, it was actually small. Small enough that his entire awareness could reach every point in this place.
It was roughly the size of a city block. And it was structured and sustained almost entirely by Anton's magic.
Which made him realize that a space like this would not be able to contain other beings of their level indefinitely. Not him, nor his beast-class summons.
While Ethan was still piecing through the structure of the pocket dimension in his mind, his summons returned.
Arael descended with a floating ink platform by her side. Atop that platform were things like weapons, and body remnants of the league members she had taken down.
Among them, was a ring stood out bearing the crest of the Fitzgeralds, Lucien's family.
Nina arrived with Casper's head in her hands. She walked directly to Ethan, drove the hilt of her blade into the ground, and dropped to one knee.
