Once Lucivar was a step out of the restaurant, the surroundings changed.
Before his mind could process the change, his boy reacted first—an abrupt wave of hot and arid wind swept over him, prickling his skin. Blinking in confusion—a deep frown crossed his face as he took in his surroundings, finally grasping that the entire hotel had transformed.
It wasn't warm and comfortable anymore, now it was scorching hot and dry.
A reddish haze blurred Lucivar's vision no matter where he looked.
Outside, the snow was replaced by reddish sand that reached around ankle height.
Such a stark change was definitely the work of a celestial being.
Just from this sight alone, he could instantly tell what was happening.
"Sutekh..." Lucivar muttered whisperingly.
Realizing that this must be a trial Sutekh has prepared for him, Lucivar exhaled lightly.