Chapter 105 - 105: The Mystic Realm

Divyat woke up with a jerk, coughing out copious amount of a sand as his head pounded something fierce. He could feel the glare of the sun beating down on his back, hot enough that the sands he was laying on burned like steel out of a smith's forge. He shook his head, letting his healing factor take control as he was able to quickly gather his faculties around him, though he was still dealing with nausea that had no plans of going away any time soon. Never the less he got up to his feet and for the first time took a good long look at the place he suddenly found himself in.