Merciless suddenly found himself in a vast cavern, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and the faint trickle of water echoing through the endless dark. The cave, naturally shrouded in darkness, was perfectly visible to his eyes. His night vision cut through the blackness, revealing jagged stalactites hanging from the ceiling and the glistening sheen of underground rivers weaving through the rock.
"Ha, where am I?"
Said Merciless as he held his head in pain, that weird transition from point A to point B that was here really made him disoriented upon arrival.
"Damn, this a rare, a fucking sudden headache that isn't being cured by my regeneration."
