Arthur stood in the center of his ruined chamber, head turning slowly as his eyes swept across the empty space. The silence stretched on, broken only by the occasional crackle of residual lightning dancing across the scorched floor.
"Interesting," he murmured, his voice echoing off the damaged walls. "I've never seen someone simply... vanish like that. Not teleportation. Something else entirely."
His fingers flexed, shadows coiling around them like smoke. The chamber felt different now, lighter somehow, as if a significant presence had been removed from the equation entirely.
"A pocket dimension perhaps? Or some form of temporal displacement?" Arthur's eyes narrowed as he considered the possibilities. "Clever. I'll admit, that's not a technique I've encountered before."
