"Domain: Fantasy World Of The Fantasy Queen."
Racheal's cheerful voice drifted through the endless pink mist, carrying across the mountain like a playful whisper. Yet despite the declaration, Damian's brows slowly knitted together. He instinctively examined his surroundings with every sense available to him, only to discover that... nothing appeared different.
The mountains remained exactly where they had always been. The sky was still hidden beneath dark thunderclouds. The cold wind still swept across the rocky peaks, carrying the scent of rain and ozone. Even Fulgur had not shifted from where he stood. The only noticeable difference was the pink mist quietly seeping from every direction, flowing between rocks, drifting through the air and curling gently around everything like an ocean of colored smoke.
If Rin had not announced they were inside her domain moments earlier, Damian would never have realized anything had changed.
