In an instant, the bustling, lively valley was razed to the ground, and not a trace was left of the Gnolls who inhabited it. A massive crater now occupied the site of their former dwelling.
The high temperature had created crystals that were scattered across the base of the pit, and under the sunlight, they shimmered with a dazzling luster. Golden arcs of electricity danced across them, a sight of extreme beauty.
At the very bottom of the pit stood Muria in her human form, floating in mid-air. After observing her surroundings, she furrowed her brows in thought.
"The location is wrong. It's not here.
Using the fur that Troy usually sheds as a medium, I initiated the teleport. Normally, I should be able to teleport directly to the big cat. Now, I can't sense the big cat's presence.
It means the teleportation went awry.
Was it because of that hand?"
Muria recalled the delicate and pale hand from just moments ago, when she was traversing through the dark space rift.
