"We are here," the protobear announced as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Yet, for me, the place where we arrived was no different from the areas all around the place. Trees, some areas where grass reigned supreme and managed to stave off the expansion of the forest, a small river was frolicking through the geographic structures of the area...
In other words, it was just more of the same. I could look behind, and I would see exactly the same as I would see by looking ahead.
"How is this place any different from the lands we traveled through?" I asked.
It wasn't that I doubted the honesty or the truth behind the protobear's words. As a being brought to life in the aptly named ancient age of this world, it likely knew the things about magic and cultivation that locals could only dream about.
The plot thickens...........