Cadryn begins walking to the far end of the cavern, and as he does the space slowly changes. The space in front of him smooths out and begins to slope ever so slightly downward. Realizing there is no way out that he could see, and not quite trusting the flux to cooperate if he tries a complex incantation to port himself out he continues on with the direction that is being laid out for him. The path continues revealing itself only with each step Cadryn takes.
The cavern narrows into a tunnel. The stone in the tunnel moves slightly in and out, giving the appearance of breathing. He does not scare easily, a gift from the Overlord he wryly thinks to himself, but he does find it unnerving just a bit. As he entered the tunnel the flux started behaving strangely, more so than it had.
And then voices, muffled, memories that aren’t his. He encounters a mark or symbol etched into the stone, older than any magic he knows; the artifact reacts with a pulse of recognition, or fear.
A sudden tremor hints that Cian—or something worse—is probing the boundary from the outside. Cadryn looks back, briefly contemplating to turn and face the danger, but then turns back and takes another step, the way behind him begins to close up with each step he takes.
Stepping forward, he senses he is nearing the threshold of a revelation about this world and why it is changing