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(Drake's POV)
The visions ended in that moment, as we found ourselves back in that room, an abandoned, ruined laboratory covered on colorful crystals here and there, but mostly all sorts of vines, small trees, glowers, and moss growing on the oxidated walls.
"T-That was… Well, it was certainly something…" Miranda sighed.
"I guess he might have really created that thing then!" Benladra commented. "Right?"
"Yeah, dear, most likely." Benladann nodded, crossing her arms. "But… Pandemonium's Lung? Does that mean that the guy the Flame Emperor somehow revived… He has many body parts scattered around the world?"
"Weird how such body parts won't just rot after years, right? And if he has his body parts scattered, he must have died pretty painfully." I commented. "But we shouldn't think of him as someone from this world, he's much resilient and strange, and his body might even work with different rules than ours."
