Chapter 172. The Cloak Chooses. [Bonus]
~Yo! We've hit 300 Powerstones, here's your Bonus Chapter as promised!
~Next milestone: 400 Powerstones! Let's keep the momentum going!
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Once Daniel had briefed him on the Sanctum's logistics, he casually excused himself, muttering something about catching up with "old friends" over tea and leaving Nolan alone in the vast halls of the New York Sanctum.
Nolan took the opportunity to explore.
The Sanctum was larger than it looked from the outside arcane geometry made sure of that. He levitated upward, bypassing the stairs entirely.
No point walking when you can fly.
He turned down a long hallway on the second floor, eventually reaching three ornate doorways at the end. Each had a glowing orange hemispherical dial embedded beside it.
These were the Sanctum's Fixed Portals pre-stabilized dimensional gateways to locations marked across the globe... and beyond.
They were more than just doors to cities. These could open rifts to other dimensions. Forgotten ones. Dangerous ones.
Most sorcerers didn't even know how to reach half those places. These doors made the unreachable reachable.