Sol looked around, completely surprised.
They had appeared inside a forest, however, Sol could tell they weren't in the Ibbian Mountain Range base of the unfamiliar shrubberies in the area. Plus he didn't sense any Spirit Essence in the surroundings, just an abundance of Aether he had never felt before.
In an instant, the pain coming from Sol's lungs faded away when he breathed in the Aether-filled air.
However, Sol soon came back to his senses and looked down at Little Zeel in his arms.
"Little Zeel, are you okay?"
"Awoo…"
Sol patted Little Zeel's head while his hand glowed with a green light.
"There, you should feel a bit better."
"Awoo."
While Sol comforted Little Zeel, the old man began carving runes below them once again.
Without glancing up he commented.
"Perhaps you should have left that Beast inside the Mountain Range. It might not be able to handle the change in environment."
"Awoo! Awoo!"
