It looked normal, until someone realized the beyonder host and god was completely unshielded towards the realm. This area should have looked like a warzone straight from the depths of the darkest layers of the abyss, not a normal palace. Something ELSE was overriding his own control, or lack of, and only one being was known to be able to do that.<br/><br/>It was here. Draiss twitched slightly, opening his comms with a minute gesture and subtle blink. "Code Two on the field, say again, Code Two, Dream Reaver, on the field. Dream Realm is now quarantined from all allied forces until further notice. Disseminate and distribute to all allies and Barid. End of Line.<br/><br/>Reaper, move out."<br/><br/>He did a quick scan of the area for beyonder energies, and gave a different minute gesture, highlighting a direction on the shared mini-map, before advancing toward the indicated area. He doubted that Dream Reaver would meet him in 'the flesh,' so to speak, it always used proxies and the like, but here... the directing beyonder might be arrogant enough to try and engage him in 'person.' Barid and as many of the Companions were being given a helmet camera view, as the two units moved deeper into the Dream Realm.<br/><br/>Draiss grinned to himself, allowing a moment of mirth, before he slowed his pace. They were getting closer. The Visigoths wouldn't let them advance without challenge, not towards their creator and 'god.'