*CHI*
Several translucent energy waves appeared on the bed again.
A man sitting cross-legged on the bed gradually emerged as soon as the waves vanished into the air.
Angele slowly opened his eyes, feeling dizzy.
He could see the pink mist floating around in the bedroom.
The place was deafeningly silent. He could no longer hear the noises produced by the lava from the tunnel.
Angele’s brow furrowed as he jumped off the bed.
He drew the cursed scimitar slowly and activated the buff, strings of green energy climbed up his wrist.
‘The familiar air…and this feeling…it’s making me nervous and excited at the same time…’ Angele narrowed his eyes. His fear of being in an unknown realm was making his heart pump harder.
Moments like this were the main reason why he enjoyed being a wizard.
The bedroom was quiet and the only thing here was the red mist.
Angele walked to the door and carefully unlocked it.
The bronze handle of the door was hard and cold.
*Creak*
