Walking inside the ancient door, Thoren felt as if he had fallen into a deep, endless ocean. His breathing became shallow, and heavy pressure fell on him from all sides.
He tried to stop moving but found it impossible because he was being dragged forward by an invisible force. Around him, the scenes shifted constantly and without warning.
Sometimes, he saw images of an ancient grand hall filled with towering pillars. Other times, he witnessed terrifying rivers of blood flowing through dark valleys.
Everything flashed past in mere seconds, giving him no time to process what he was actually seeing.
'What is going on?' he thought, and his heart pounded heavily against his chest.
He did not know where he was or where he was going. He was simply being pulled forward by an invincible force that he could not resist. Realizing he could not change his situation, he concentrated on studying the scenes around him.
He saw devastating war on an unimaginable scale.
