Xu Kai stood silently at the edge of Liora's base, his tall figure almost blending with the fading hues of twilight. The sky was slowly being swallowed by darkness, and the cool breeze stirred the edges of his coat, but he remained motionless, like a statue carved out of shadow. From a distance, he appeared calm, composed, even peaceful. But within him, a storm was quietly brewing.
His hand slipped into the inner lining of his coat, fingers brushing against the smooth surface of something small and round. Slowly, he pulled it out—a silver-blue sphere, no larger than a plum, crisscrossed with glowing lines that glowed faintly like living veins of light. A teleportation ball. A rare and luxurious item that only those with deep connections to the Spire could ever hope to possess.
