Instead of a desolate, barren wasteland, Karyk found himself standing in a lush and vibrant landscape.
Towering trees filled with deep blue leaves stretched towards the sky, and strange flowers in colors he had never seen before spread across the land. The air was fresh, carrying a faint, sweet scent that reminded Karyk of honey.
It was completely unlike the lifeless place that should have been associated with the origin of the abyss. Streams of water flowed through the air above Karyk's head, their source hidden amongst the unknown.
Karyk took a cautious step forward, being on high alert. Despite the beauty, a sense of unease was constantly in his mind.
The vibrant landscape felt too good for a place which was called a bloody battlefield. There was also an unnatural energy.
"This place is alive," he mumbled to himself, as the ground beneath his feet seemed to occasionally tremble with a heartbeat of its own.
