The swirling vortex shimmered before Typhania, its tendrils pulling her , Zephyr and Lunar into a world bathed in an ethereal glow. Time seemed to warp and bend around them, the familiar sensation of gravity replaced by a gentle, weightless feeling. As they emerged on the other side, a breathtaking vista unfolded before them.
They stood on a floating island, its surface a tapestry of vibrant flora that pulsed with otherworldly luminescence. Crystal formations, like giant teeth jutting from the earth, shimmered in the ever-present twilight, casting long, ethereal shadows. In the distance, a majestic waterfall cascaded down a cliff face, its water shimmering with a rainbow of colors that defied explanation.
This was the training ground, a temporal anomaly created by the Mystical White Beast. Here, time flowed differently. Days outside would translate to years within, allowing them to compress decades of training into a manageable timeframe.
