The Dark Dimension was bizarre and fantastical compared to the real world. There was no sky or ground here; it was like stepping directly into a vast, profound universe. Spheres of all sizes floated everywhere, radiating strange light.
Klayya entered alone and felt only unfamiliarity and insignificance. She felt as though she had been shrunk countless times and stuffed into the blood vessels of a human body. Those strange floating spheres were like white and red blood cells, except their colors intertwined in black and green.
After entering the Dark Dimension, the wind Magic Klayya relied on for flight quickly lost its effect. She landed atop a medium-sized sphere. The tip of Holy Spear Rungnir, the Star-forged weapon in her hand, merely scraped across the sphere's surface before immediately producing a clear hum.
That sound seemed to contain anger, sorrow, and a faint trace of fear. Klayya instantly understood. These spheres constantly drifting around her were planets that had once been devoured by the Dark Dimension. Now, only these remnants remained, fused with Dormammu.
That was why Rhongomyniad reacted this way. He mourned and raged over the loss of his brothers and sisters, while also fearing that his own planet would meet the same fate.
"Don't worry, partner. Our world will never fall." Klayya soothed the holy spear in her hand, then raised her eyes and looked around for this place's master.
She believed Dormammu had certainly noticed her arrival. As the ruler of the Dark Dimension, it could be said that the entire Dark Dimension was Dormammu, and Dormammu was the Dark Dimension. Put simply, Dormammu was the embodiment of the Dark Dimension's will.
Sure enough, a beam of purple radiance suddenly lit up behind Klayya. When she turned around, she found herself facing what looked like a pair