As soon as he felt solid ground, Damon instantly became alert. He had absolutely no idea what was waiting for him here, so he mentally prepared himself to go all out.
Blood energy surged outward from his body. A thick blood barrier instantly formed around him, swirling like a protective storm of crimson mist.
At the same time, his Primordial Senses erupted outward. Invisible waves of perception swept across the surrounding terrain, scanning the world for movement, energy fluctuations, or hidden presences.
The next second he was utterly dumbfounded.
Everything around him… was alive.
They were not powerful. They were not threatening. In fact, they were not even C ranks, but they were alive. Millions of tiny life signatures surrounded him from every direction.
In fact, he was standing right on top of some of them.
"Insects?" Damon muttered. Then the sensation finally registered. He was standing on something unmistakably squishy and slimy.
