Elsewhere In The Snow Dimension
So, good news and bad news.
The good news is, Viktor was still alive.
That's about it.
As for the bad news: his aether was still locked away, and he had to sit and listen to the stereotypical wise old man among the pale people interrogate him in English.
"So," the man's grip loosened just a bit around his staff, "if I'm understanding you correctly—a Rift connecting our world to yours opened. Your people sent so-called 'Hunters' to slaughter every 'beast' in this world so the Rift could close up…"
His eyes narrowed on Viktor, as if seeking confirmation that he was on the right track.
Viktor smiled wryly. "Correct."
"Hmph." The mage raised his chin. "And if you didn't clear these Rifts, the entities within them could eventually invade your world?"
"Yep."
