Crunch... Crunch...
Berkah slowly made his way through the portal and entered the seventh floor.
What welcomed him was a wave of dry, hot air and a searing heat from the unusually large sun above.
Glancing around he found himself completely surrounded by desert dunes, prompting him to activate and expand his Mana Dome.
[...Is that a real sun?]
He wondered, tilting his curly scalp to gaze directly into the bright sun above them.
■■ Thunder Step Impulse! ■■
BZZZZT!, FLAP!
He coiled his legs and spread his wings, whilst three elastic strands of lightning apparead beneath his feet and propelled him high into the air, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.
In almost an instance, Berkah was standing directly beneath the sun, or rather, the artificial sun on the ceiling of the seventh floor.
"I thought this was holographic, so how is it producing heat?"
