Dune concentrated as much as he could, trying to activate Zeten and Neba from every part of his body. Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he felt wet, he was in water, sinking down.
Panic surged as he almost drowned, but then the water around him vanished. He found himself standing in an endless white void, nothing but pure whiteness as far as he could see.
"Where am I?" he whispered, turning around. Behind him loomed a giant 30-meter cross, identical to the tattoo on his chest. It moved like thousands of snakes slithering over each other.
Suddenly, the cross lit up with a brilliant white Zeten and exploded, blinding Dune. He covered his eyes, and when he opened them again, a breathtaking creature stood before him.
It was the creature that Bethel had sent to him. Its elegant form was radiant and fully healed, shimmering with a pristine beauty.