The God Plane's Creation Tower was quiet enough that Sylas could hear the slow grinding of its mechanisms beneath the world, a deep, intermittent sound that traveled up through the streets and faded into the empty structures around him.
He had never expected the place to be crowded in the same way a city would be, but the absence here was different; broad roads, floating bridges, open courtyards, and towering buildings all carried signs that people had been here not long ago, from half-finished Runic inscriptions suspended above worktables to doors left open beneath formations that still pulsed with power.
Yet, no one remained.
Above Sylas and Nosphaleen, a notification followed them wherever they went.
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[Creation Tower Authority Challenge]
[Time Remaining: 23:56:41]
[Failure to Accept will result in forfeiture of Authority]
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Sylas looked at it once before continuing down the road.
