บท 413: A Repeat At A lesser Capacity

Like it was some demonic summoning, Gudzil and Jane soon found themselves staring at a small towering mountain in the distance, one made of a thick black substance and surrounded all through by black fumes.

"What is that?" Gudzil asked, his throat somehow parched and it was only when he looked to Seth for an answer that he realized both he and Jane had stopped their strides and had been left a few steps behind by Seth.

"Darkness," Seth answered, his voice reaching the two people behind him and just as he spoke, the small black mountain before them imploded, its makeup spreading everywhere for miles and transforming into a thick black fog.

Unlike with the previous explosion, which had blinded and disoriented him, Gudzil perfectly retained all his five senses this time, his body staying in prime health, yet, in the end, none of this could help him make headway in understanding what was happening beyond his immediate surroundings.