The entire world quickly became a shade of pitch darkness immediately as Zeras dipped his head into the vertical vortex, and just like others, he also rapidly disappeared into the vortex, the sense of vision and hearing fading away from him, as he lasted for an unknown amount of time before once again opening his eyes.
The chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves, the distant sound of rushing water, and the scuttling of thousands of feet on the bark of an old tree—that was all that Zeras's senses could immediately pick up the moment he stepped into the portal.
He was in the middle of a forest, surrounded by such, and the first thing he did was walk towards one of the trees and touch it with his hands.
He could see it was real and firm, and then he walked towards one of the ants running on the tree and also squished one of them, and blood flowed out of the small wound he created as Zeras had a flash of intrigue flashing in his eyes.
