Javier Sinclair sensed it.
It was a power alien to this world, one that was tearing open the void, poised to descend.
'An Outer Realms Race? He'd just have to see what kind of things dared to come to his territory and stir up trouble.'
Celeste Grant met his gaze. "They're here."
The moment the words left her lips, the tear in the firmament above ripped open even wider. At the same time, a massive blue eye peered out, spying on this world.
The eye swiveled back and forth, ceaselessly scanning the people of this world.
"Look, what's that?"
Someone exclaimed.
Celeste Grant looked up at the sky and couldn't help but mutter, "Fuck… that's a big eye. And it's looking right at me."
Javier Sinclair nodded slightly. "Mm, it's staring at me, too." They were the two strongest cultivators in this world, so the enemy had likely sensed their power and was now focused on them.
