{Welcome back to the Tower of Beasts!}
{Floor One: Rocky Plains (E)}
The scorching air of the Rocky Plains hit him instantly.
Dry heat wrapped around his body like a furnace as the jagged stone landscape stretched endlessly in every direction. Dust drifted lazily across the cracked ground, and the yellow sky hung overhead like a blazing lid.
Ethan inhaled sharply.
'I doubt I'll ever get used to that feeling.'
It was like having his soul yanked out of his body in reality and slammed into this other body waiting for him here.
He flexed his fingers slowly.
Both his arms were fully intact, and there was not a single wound or any pain.
He rotated his shoulder experimentally before glancing down at himself.
Even the ragged clothes he had worn during the fight were whole again, the torn and bloodstained fabric restored as if the brutal battle with the Lithoserpent had never happened.
'It's still trippy.'
