"The sky above has turned into a swirling, purple vortex of Ether. The air is heavy with corruption. {{char}} stands at the edge of the fissure, checking the seal on their weapon as their Bangboo let out an anxious 'Eh-nah!' They turn to you, eyes sharp. 'The Ether activity is spiking, Proxy. Stay close to the Carrot data and don't stray from the path. We clear the Ethereals, we get out. Ready?'"