In the blink of an eye following the beginning of the match, Raydon opened his eyes to the sight of the ocean and the feel of the fresh, salty breeze on his face.
He took a deep breath of the clean, tasty air, which was completely opposite to the slum's polluted, dirty air, filling his lungs to capacity and quenching his hunger.
"This fishy smell is really good." He was overcome by the smell of the sea, which made him think of the smell of seafood as he mumbled and looked around.
He could see that he was currently standing on a very small patch of land that was elevated significantly above the water. He could make out other pieces of land that were nearby, at a maximum distance of 10-15 meters, on the calm, never-ripening azure waters of the sea.
'This appears to be a sea region with small islands. 'As Raydon surveyed his surroundings, he observed at least twenty pieces of land with lush green fields on them.
