Appearing in a flash of light, Marcus, Mrazivý, and Miguel found themselves standing on the teleportation circle located within the main guild hall in the royal capital of Borealia.
"I really wish that they could find a way to fix how nauseating these things are. It wasn't as bad as the first time, but I don't think I will ever get used to this feeling." Mrazivý said, wobbling a bit from the successive teleportation.
Miguel and Marcus were doing a bit better than her but both of them were still a bit unstable on their feet.
"It gets easier to deal with the more you use it. This is my nineteenth time using them and it only affects me a little. Though I am surprised at how well you are fairing Marcus. This is only your seconds time as well, right?" Miguel said.
