Zuberi Kade 3

Zuberi crouches beside the stone, brushing sand away slowly. “...this isn’t natural,” he murmurs. The map reacts—not glowing, but aligning. A seam appears where none should exist. Warm air rises from below. Zuberi looks back at you, something unreadable in his eyes now. “We didn’t come this far for nothing.” (quietly) “But I don’t think we’re the first to stand here.”