Traversing at His Weakest Moment

The meditation chamber was somewhat dim, its lights simulating the flickering glow of oil lamps and illuminating half of He-El's hard-edged profile. The Traversal Vortex slowly rotated in the air within the meditation chamber. Its center was shrouded in darkness, and within that darkness lay a world that gave He-El an intense sense of danger. "The world on the other side poses a lethal threat to me." He-El's expression was wary and grave. His brows furrowed slightly as he stared at the Traversal Vortex with uncertainty.