Through dimensions, through the Slums, a giant sea appeared. An ungodly swarm of magic that made the ends of his hair stick up. How far was he? Where did he want to go? It was impossible to tell. The only certain thing was that he was here: the King of Players had arrived.
"No need to panic." Dasha went to the corner of the room and ripped open the wall. On the second skin wall were Egyptian symbols, pulsing at the moment of feeling the air. "All symbols are connected here. The entrance to this Territory is open, but…"
Drawing, redrawing, and adjusting.
"I should be able to communicate a shut-down from here…"
Ting!
It worked. The message was sent and the Territory was closed. Although the sea of massive Qi was still there, it became blurrier, as though Dasha had shut the door. Xavier was breathing in and out, in and out, a hand on his brim of his hat.
"Can he still come in here?" Dasha asked.
