Sand. It was coarse, rough, and irritating, and it was currently getting everywhere as Ryker's eyes slowly adjusted to his new environment.
"What the hell?" he said, spitting out some grit as a fierce wind blew the coarse sand into his mouth. Looking around, Ryker saw that he was in the middle of a barren desert, though his visibility was limited due to the sandstorm that was raging.
'Not quite what I was expecting…' Ryker thought as the blowing sand stung his squinted eyes. He had a feeling that the tickling sensation on his skin would be a lot worse, as well, if it weren't for the body tempering he'd been doing over the past month.
{Hm, right. I thought it would be something like a holy land or spiritual spring,} Bestie said, her disappointment evident in her voice.
{But this place barely even has any spiritual energy!}
[More importantly, we should find shelter. It would be rather lame for you to die of exposure.]
