Damian's eyes snapped open.
His head was pounding, a sharp ache that spread from his temples down through his neck, his vision swam for a moment before focusing.
Trees.
Dense forest surrounded him on all sides, ancient and wild, their branches reaching toward a canopy so thick that moonlight barely penetrated. The air here felt different, heavier, saturated with Aura that made his skin prickle.
'W-where am I?'
The question came sharp and immediate.
He tried to stand but his legs wouldn't cooperate. The headache intensified, forcing him back down to his knees. His hands pressed against the forest floor covered in moss and dead leaves.
'W-what just happened? How did I get here?'
His combat instincts were screaming at him that something was wrong, that he'd been moved without his permission, that danger was close.
Then he heard it.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk
The sound of someone clicking their tongue in amusement.
