This one fact insinuated something that Damian did not want to accept at all! How? Who? The Sun God did this?
All around him, as far as his eyes could see, there was only sand—endless dunes stretching into the horizon. Was he mistaken? Or had he truly, somehow, ended up on the real planet that the dungeon was based on?
He was all alone. In the middle of nowhere. Which direction should he go? Were the others even here.. or was this just for him?
Not wanting to waste what little mana liquid he had left, Damian removed his armor and upper shirt, then drank the Skybound Fall potion(Grants temporary wing-like appendages for gliding or limited flight). Immediately, wings grew from his back. Canceling his flight spell and all others that kept him airborne, he let himself fall head first.. but soon, he spread his wings and began to glide.
