Falling.
Falling—
Devoid of light, devoid of sound, Colin's bright blue eyes were wide open, but he could only feel the intense sensation of weightlessness.
A moment later, light came through.
A vivid red caught his eyes.
Emerald red ground, as if made of glass... Remnants of ancient trees?
Still inside a forest, but this place was undoubtedly not the Red Soil Forest from before.
It was a... dead forest.
'Or rather...a dead land.'
Colin looked around and silently added to himself.
Not just the ancient trees, the shrubs and weeds of the forest as well, all had turned into a shattered, glass-like appearance, lacking any breath of life.
In the next moment, Colin furrowed his brows even more and quickly closed his eyes to sense carefully.
'The Magic Power here...is so sparse?!'
He opened his eyes in some astonishment.
