"We really escaped."
Outside the Legacy Domain, Maruun and the others took in their surroundings. Seeing the familiar interior of the marketplace, they felt a rush of relief flood their chests, a warm pressure that made fingers tremble and knees soften.
Some dropped to the ground and kissed the marble floor within the tent, lips pressed to the cool stone as if it could anchor them to life. Others lifted their hands and prayed to their gods, thanking them for sparing their lives, voices breaking on words they had not spoken since childhood.
Their journey inside the crumbling Sanctuary had been more dangerous than they expected. They had even lost many lives within, and especially after witnessing that last scene where 2 gates opened and godlike figures descended from within, the sense that they were alive only because of luck did not feel like a mistake in judgment. It felt true, heavy, and undeniable.
