Mira's eyes fluttered open as the sensation of teleportation subsided. An overwhelming silence filled her ears. The vast arena stretched before her, with ground that felt as malleable as clay under her feet. Looking up, a blank, untouched sky met her gaze.
'Rather than a sky, it's like an empty void.'
Her attention was soon captured by two pedestals at the arena's center. One radiated a golden warmth, while the other pulsed with a chilling obsidian hue. Even from a distance, she could sense the powerful energies emanating from them.
'Why does it feel like they have something to do with creation and destruction?' Mira wondered. She had never felt anything enigmatic like 'creation and destruction', at least in the truest sense, but instinctually, she understood.
Those pedestals were unique.
