Kain didn't immediately leave his star space. He wanted to make sure that there were no lingering danger or injuries that may flare up to harm him during an important moment—like during a breakthrough.
Kain meticulously scoured every corner for signs of instability. Pangea's surface had settled, the violent tremors replaced by an eerie calm. The Source energy, once a rampant storm, now hung in the air like a fine mist, its density greatly diminished but still present. The creatures that had survived the initial surge were adapting, their forms altered but still alive.
'There should be no major issues…'
Kain then began inspecting the other star spaces, brushing his consciousness lightly against each one in turn.
Bea's space hummed quietly, her presence pulsing with sluggish steadiness. Her usual mental sharpness was dulled. But she was still stable, just clearly in recovery mode.
