The two of them silently calculated. As she worked, Tata could not help glancing at Brando with admiration, because she quickly realized that the direction Brando had given right away might be correct, while even after carefully calculating it herself, she still could not be completely certain.
What enviable talent.
Unfortunately, the Fae Lady did not know that what Brando was doing at that moment differed slightly from what she imagined.
Calculating which direction the door lay in was only the first step.
But it was not the most important task.
Sweat soon appeared on Brando's forehead. Experience was sometimes the best support one could rely on, but when one entrusted one's life to someone else's experience, it was not always a pleasant feeling.
At least, he had only one thought in his mind now: the player who had described all this back then absolutely must not have remembered incorrectly, and must not have been bragging.
"Energy vortex to port!"
A voice rang out in the mental world. Tirmosians usually spoke without much variation in their tones, but a trace of panic could still be heard now.
"Don't panic!" Tata calmly issued an order through mental communication, but after saying that, she subconsciously faltered.
The thing one feared most in an energy space was colliding with turbulence. Yet in a place where one had lost all sense of distance, Spatial Turbulence was so elusive that it could appear beside you the very next moment.
It was impossible to predict.
"Unless—unless someone can completely understand the laws governing time and space..."
But even Tata herself could not believe it. There might once have been powerful beings in this world who possessed the Time-Space Element, but the Power of Order controlled by mortals was merely an infinitesimal part of the Tiamat Law.