[Brace yourself.]
Akasha's words barely reached his mind before his vision blurred.
The world in front of him twisted violently.
'Shit...'
The curse barely formed in his mind before his eyes went blank.
The room vanished—along with everything else.
Everything shifted.
Suddenly—
He was somewhere else.
A damp, slightly rotten smell filled the air as cold stone walls surrounded it—him.
The gob—Lucian was inside a small cave, hunting alongside several of its goblin companions.
His vision was lower to the ground and slightly blurred.
Beside him stood other goblins.
They grunted and hissed in their own strange, guttural language.
A rough gurgling sound came from his mouth as he ran behind the small rat-like monster.
It was barely half their size, which made it far more difficult for them to fill their stomachs compared to the larger creatures.
Yet inside these narrow tunnels, it was one of the only sources of food they had.
These damp caves were all they knew.
