Above the Gray Fog, inside the grand, ancient palace.
Seated in the Fool's chair, Klein watched through a prayer light as Cyril repeatedly used Flash and Tear Space in the real world. He was so astonished his jaw nearly dropped.
"Now that's something. Is this the ability of a High Sequence Apprentice?"
"How does he do that? Is it a powerful Sealed Artifact from the Apprentice Pathway, or the secret behind that thing he carries?"
As he spoke, the image in the prayer light suddenly dimmed, as if a lightless curtain had fallen over it. He could no longer make out anything clearly.
"What's going on?"
Klein rose from his seat in surprise. This was the first time he had encountered anything capable of interfering with the view from a prayer light above the Gray Fog. "Did Cyril do that himself, or was it the evil god behind that Blank Scroll?"
"If it was the former, how did he do it, and what is he trying to hide? If it was the latter..."
After a brief silence, Klein reached out and manifested the Citrine Pendant he usually used. No matter who was behind the interference with the prayer light, he had to respond somehow.
In the real world, Cyril had a hidden Spoon "clone" use the Black Curtain trick.
Relying on his own level of existence and the secrecy powers of the half-divine Black Curtain, he had disrupted Klein's view above the Gray Fog. The clone that had just torn open the Blank Scroll immediately reached for the space before him.
After a difficult struggle, he dragged a transparent sphere from the void. It was made up of thin, wing-shaped membranes like dragonfly wings.
As the hand holding the "sphere" tightened slightly,
Crack!
After a sound that seemed to come