Looking around the Cell members can see they are surrounded in the silvery sheen of the astral plane, mixed in with the black emptiness of space. In all directions, the swirling and nebulous nature turning and swirling in a vortex of reality that turns their stomachs. After a moment their minds are able to reorient and grasp what is happening. But the pain and disorientation as if existence itself was trying to unmake them.
Triessa recognizes this for what it is, this was a trap leading into The Void, the edges of the innermost membrane of creation.She can still see and sense the basement, but the link is withering and she knows none of the others will be able to sense it. A second tiny trace she recognizes as a link to a dragon road leading into the Inner Plane. The dragon road providing some of the energy needed to stabilize the basement here in this place, also provides a way into the Inner Plane. It is faint, but there is something...
As the cell looks into the distance the entire universe seems to be distorted. A tiny creature flying in the distance suddenly appears as if only a dozen yards from the Cell and looming larger than an aircraft carrier. Then suddenly the creature is distant again such that it is as if miles were between you and it.
AS the Cell members spin and look around Triessa sees something sorted from the sea that has her on guard. A small group of two dozen insectile beings they look as if 12’ tall grasshoppers made of pitch black light absorbing exoskeleton. She recognizes the Shadow Mantis for what they are instantly. And they were obviously sitting here waiting in ambush for whoever would dare cross over in this location.