"Huff~ Huff~"
"I feel like I'm going to throw up. That was genuinely the most nauseating Teleportation Magic Circle I've ever experienced. Such a Magic Circle should be destroyed, submerged beneath the waves..." Quel rambled on, his hand gripping a stone, his body in the throes of retching.
Ethan wasn't faring much better. "Enough, Quel. At the very least, we made it," Ethan remarked, his face ashen.
Of the trio, Kadiven was in the best shape.
He displayed no signs of discomfort and seemed, in fact, quite content.
When the gazes of Ethan and Quel turned to him, Kadiven remained silent.
He merely pointed to himself, hinting at his unique Bloodline that rendered him immune to the effects of such a large Teleportation Magic Circle.
"Quel, can you tell? Where are we?" After a short reprieve, Ethan posed the question to Quel.
Their current location was a beach, littered with countless rocks.
