The sky darkened.
The sub-plane, which had never known night, seemed to be nearing dusk. The pink canopy of the sky gradually sank lower, and the flowing lights visibly accelerated.
Ina confirmed the information and activated her card. "Notify everyone to assemble immediately. Move quickly toward the leader's location. Do not carry heavy loads."
"Bring food," Francois added. The apprentices immediately gathered the others and carried out the orders.
Rorschach thought for a moment. "Let's still follow Its instructions from the dream. If we fail to reach the cave It mentioned, we'll need another way."
"Two hours..." Ina stared at the translated message, then at the sky canopy that seemed on the verge of collapse. "All right, give it a try. Francois and I will keep an eye on your condition."
Francois nodded as well. Rorschach took a deep breath and began chanting in Yabberish. "Deluyats, Deluyats..."
Ina and Francois tensely sensed the changes in the aether around Rorschach. Based on their experience in the Main Plane, gods would stir the aether around a ritual and descend their will.
"Nothing happened. Should we try Old Yabberish?"
"I don't know how to speak it..." Rorschach suddenly felt something lodged in his throat, while his stomach churned violently.
"Urgh—urgh." Rorschach bent over and vomited uncontrollably. Before his eyes, he threw up a pebble—it was the amber from his dream. Then warmth rose in his throat, and a stream of tainted blood spurted out.
"Rorschach!" Ina wanted to straighten him up and cast a healing spell on him, but Rorschach waved her away as he vomited.
Francois noticed something strange about the blood. "Look!" The liquid Rorschach had vomited onto the ground began wriggling on its own after touching the earth, forming an intricate pattern.
"I'm fine..." Rorschach felt much better after vomiting,