[A Few Moments Earlier]
Beast King Gerard was currently taking a break in an open building.
A tent hovered above his head, shielding him from the hot sun, while there were sturdy fences by his sides to prevent the terrible winds and sands from invading his sanctuary.
"Haaa…" Smacking his lips as he downed the cocktail he had in his hand, Gerard smiled softly and looked beyond his camp.
He was surrounded by a harsh, unforgiving desert.
The golden sands constantly felt like they would drown him. The burning sun constantly burned him, leaving him extremely dehydrated.
He could hardly resort to flying due to the intense winds that blew through the area, and even his defences could only mitigate the effects of this world, not eliminate them entirely.
The bottom line… he was being tortured here.
However, the only silver lining to all of this was that he had break periods.