Sam warped again. And this time, he is in a dark underground cave with a lot of tunnels. He left the forest bear back into the divine dimension.
He didn't let any other beasts out and even he didn't move anywhere.
He sat down crosslegged and took a swig of wine to recover a bit before trying his best to calm down as he meditated.
He didn't think about anything. He tried to empty his mind and didn't even care about the palace of inheritance anymore.
He focused on only one thing. His breathe.
He carefully meditated as he tried to throw out all the thoughts regarding the warping, the change in environments, the continuous attacks from the beasts, their unnatural killing intent, the prize, the contest, the play of gods, the anger he felt towards them. He didn't think of anything.
He emptied his mind to extreme and tried focus on his breath.
