"Boss?" Nyla asked the moment she noticed his eyes snap back into focus.
Damon's gaze slowly moved around the throne room, disorientation dawning on him for a few more seconds before his thoughts finally settled.
"Nyla..." he murmured, catching the girl off guard for a moment.
Then, without wasting a second, she took two quick steps toward him, ready for whatever he would ask of her. "Y-Yes?"
"Did you get the treasure?"
She blinked. And so did everyone else, as the first thing he cared about after standing there in a trance they hadn't seen before, was the treasure.
"Yeah, Uh... We did," she replied after a pause, "It's a-"
"Good."
He suddenly stood up, cutting the girl's sentence off before she could finish it.
Then, he glanced up toward the rift core floating several meters above them.
He raised his arm, coalescing a shard of black ice far larger than he would normally do and sent it straight at the core.
In an instant, they were back on Earth.
