Purple light flashed and caused a purple ring-like ripple that spread outward through a massive grass field that spread for countless kilometres, with some boulders standing like monuments and their origins stretching to the mountains at the horizon.
Both men appeared, and the grass was so tall it reached their waists.
Dax looked at Godfrey, brought down his hoodie, and slowly walked away from him. "You know what I'm here for."
He said while caressing the grass, still walking away from Godfrey.
Through his side profile, Godfrey noticed the crimson veins on his face. They were like cracks. His mask, which was strapped to the back of his head with buckles at his neck, was meant to suppress something, his volcanic side from what he learnt in the past after his mother's incident.
But it seemed like what he was trying to hide had taken over. Godfrey's eyes went to the grass that became black and scorched before crumbling to the ground.
