Damon was currently standing in front of a swirling portal that looked out of place among the scene around him. He was currently at Pra River, which he had intended to visit first thing in the morning to enhance his ability and confirm one of his speculations.
The area around Pra River was calm, with the gentle flow of water creating a steady, soothing sound. The river itself was wide and winding, its surface shimmering under the morning light. Thick clusters of trees lined the banks, their leaves rustling softly in the breeze. The air was fresh, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and flowing water.
Large rocks jutted out from the river at various points, some partially submerged, while others stood tall like silent sentinels. Birds occasionally flitted between the branches, their calls mixing with the distant hum of nature. The river's current moved with purpose, not too fast, but strong enough to remind anyone watching that this was a dangerous place to lose your footing.
