The first thing that hit Liam was the world itself. Unlike the isolated room, the environment was full of details his new perception could inspect and record, and it did so in quite the overwhelming fashion.
It was a cold, cloudy night that hid the stars, but everything was distinct and clear in Liam's vision. His training with the Divine Cult had improved his ability to see in darkness, but that was incomparable to what his new eyes captured.
Bright wasn't the right word, but everything did something akin to shining at different levels of dimness. The darkness posed no hindrance to Liam's vision. Actually, he felt almost able to see what was mere absence of light, as if it had a proper shape.
The same went for Liam's other senses. His ears captured the faintest sounds even if they were too distant for that range to be remotely reasonable, adding vague shapes to them, as if it were a sonar.
