Space bent and twisted, their perception of time warped.
All they could see was the constantly twisting light of space as they punctured through reality.
It was disorienting, it was nauseating, and their heads ached, their senses dulled. And when all these feelings just felt as if they were about to climax… it all vanished.
Their perception was so warped they didn't understand that they had barely spent a fraction of a second crossing through the portal.
Everyone blinked as their vision slowly cleared, their previous discomforts diffusing with the wind, though the ache in their heads still persisted.
Massaging his forehead, Seth looked to the sky. Instead of pristine blue, he was met with encompassing crimson.
"Great, we just had to fall into a corruption zone!"
Uriel stepped forward, observing their surroundings, which seemed to be what was left of an urban town now reduced to ruins.
