The painting was like a dimensional gate. When Yman stepped inside, another view greeted him.
He saw mountains to his left with forest on the foot of it, and a wide prairie to his front that runs to his right.
However, he wasn't please by it. Something was bothering him, he felt a tingling and uneasy feeling.
"Sistela, how's our inventory?" He asked. Yman could check it by himself, but it was more convenient to ask his deity than go into trouble checking it himself.
He then scanned his surroundings while waiting for Sistela's reply.
Looks like he was right, "I-I see," he said while glancing around.
"I am, but I have a gist that it would be like this eventually," Yman replied, then he continued walking towards the canary wheat fields to his right.
