The void whispered secrets around the four figures traversing its desolate expanse.
They moved with purpose, four distinct energies cutting through the emptiness – Raizel's abyssal darkness, Feng Xuan's restless crimson, Altan's slightly subdued gold, and Gorthan's emerald draconic might.
The conjoined map, clutched firmly in Raizel's hand, pulsed faintly, a beacon in the starless dark. It guided them unerringly westward, deeper into the intergalactic void than any of them had ever dared venture before.
'This map... it's truly a relic of immense power,' Raizel mused, his obsidian eyes fixed on the glowing path. 'To navigate the void beyond the established cosmoses... remarkable.'
