As they all jumped out of the slow-moving vehicle, Reinhart got a better appreciation for just how much Mana swirled around him. The air was littered with stands of Mana, but he was able to tune them out so he could get a better view of the area they were traveling through.
It was the rolling plains of Fallenia, bathed in the orange and pink hues of the setting sun. The wild grasses seemed to be blessed with the shimmering glow of Mana. Animals scurried around playfully, flickers of color glowed briefly near their bodies, fading away into the ethereal Mana fog that seeped through the landscapes. They could see that the land was fertile, but it was as if the wild magic had suffocated all the life out of the terrain. Yet, the shimmering Mana seemed to be playing a harmonious symphony with the natural world, creating a stunning but complex view.
