The last thing he felt was his eyes slam shut as if he faced a strong, blinding light. His body tingled unbearably and became light as a feather.
"DAFUQ!"
He tried to cling to something solid - for example, Parin - but suddenly, she wasn't there. Everything around him dissolved into dust, like a movie he saw in his other life.
And suddenly, his feet hit another floor. His nostrils caught other scents. His eyes saw another landscape before him.
He was in a long pavilion, with a pale, polished marble floor, under an embroidered rug several feet long. Long shadows crossed the floor line lines of dim light and darkness.
Many meters away, there was an empty throne. There was no one in the room.
Somehow Glax knew they were all dead.
He knew where he was.
Valya.
