The faint shimmering light of the Zecian Portal reflected in Albrecht's crimson eyes as it emerged from the dissipating remnants of Golmorra. Its swirling vortex of dark and light energy pulsed with an almost hypnotic rhythm. Albrecht wiped the sweat from his brow, his body still aching from the grueling battle. Yet, the appearance of this portal was an anomaly—a deviation from the known structure of the outerlayers.
"This… wasn't supposed to happen," he muttered, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his blade. The System, silent since Golmorra's defeat, chimed in.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: UNKNOWN ZECIAN PORTAL DETECTED. WARNING: UNCHARTED DOMAIN AHEAD. ACCESS GRANTED ONLY TO INDIVIDUALS POSSESSING THE ESSENCE OF AETHER.]
Albrecht frowned. "Uncharted domain? No one mentioned this."