The golden light was flashing.
Angele's sight was blurred for a second after the teleportation. He realized that he was in front of a clear lake after he could see things again.
He was lying on a white beach. The other wizards were also lying around him in different poses.
The eye-blinding sunlight was hot and strong. Angele could smell blood in the gentle wind that was brushing over his face.
"What's this place?" Monteria was on the right; she just woke up and was rubbing her temples. It seemed like she was still dizzy.
"I don't know. We were teleported here." Angele stood up and wiped the sand off his robe. He checked the surroundings quickly.
The wizards were teleported to an area that was surrounded by mountains and there was a small lake in front of them. Angele could see silver fish swimming in the clear water.
Angele put his hand into the pouch, but it seemed like he failed to find the item he needed.
