In a blink of an eye, Timothy found himself in a new world. At first he couldn’t comprehend how the scenery changed from a rocky mountain, to a lush green field, but then he caught up with what happened.
Iron Claw the Wicked had unleashed this wave of colorful bubbles against him, and most of the platoon, which in turn forced this change of scenery. He was alive, he was okay, but it would appear that they’ve all teleported!
“That motherfucker!” He cussed, “This is another universe, a nano universe if I'm not mistaken. We barely have a sky on top of our heads, it can't be a planet.”
Timothy was spot on, he didn’t take a wild guess here. Universes of various sizes were almost always intertwined with one another, he wasn’t surprised about that, however, he was still very irritated.