Once the platform passed the great width of the porous bone, they were surrounded by emptiness from all sides. The vast Hollow sprawled beneath them, drowning in darkness. Here and there, radiant pillars of light fell from the cracks in its dome and illuminated the ancient jungle…
No one knew what unspeakable horrors hid under its impenetrable scarlet canopy, so the soldiers shivered, trying to distance themselves from the edges of the platform as much as possible.
Rain simply sat on the creaking wood, trying to catch her breath. She did look at the alien landscape below, but only for a short moment — seasoned hunters like her knew not to stare at the Dream Realm too closely.
Lest something stared back.
She looked at Ray.
"How's your wound?"
The young man was pale and uncharacteristically quiet. Fleur was treating him, but with how low she was on essence, the process was taking time.
The young man forced out an unconvincing smile.