The moment Creed stepped into the portal, a violent, gut-wrenching force seized his entire body, twisting and yanking him in every possible direction like he had been thrown into a maelstrom of chaos.
His stomach flipped, his vision blurred, and his insides felt like they were being churned into a smoothie.
It wasn't just teleportation, it was teleportation designed by someone who absolutely hated human comfort!
He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the overwhelming nausea, but he could already hear the others groaning and gagging around him as they were hurled through the dimensional tunnel.
Then—BAM!
Creed's feet slammed onto solid ground, his body staggering from the disorienting landing.
He bent his knees, adjusting quickly to the sudden shift, but around him, others weren't so lucky.
A chorus of groans and curses filled the air as people collapsed onto the ground, clutching their stomachs.
Some fell onto all fours, trying to steady themselves. But then—
