"Hnn… Where am I…?"
Elena wondered, her consciousness gradually returning as she surveyed her surroundings.
Just moments ago, she had been on the battlefield with the Orc Lord alongside her party, and now she found herself in an entirely different place.
It seemed like she had fallen into a deep, dark pit only to land in a field of flowers.
'Flowers?'
Elena's eyes widened as she took in the beautiful and mesmerizing sight of the floral landscape. However, the enchanting scene contrasted starkly with the deep, darkish red sky above.
Her pure white robes, once pristine, were now dampened by the bloody rain that poured down from the ominous heavens.
The flowery field, while visually appealing, was marred by rubble and the grotesque smell of blood, creating an eerie and unsettling atmosphere. Elena's surroundings, bathed in the surreal red glow from the sky, created a surreal and otherworldly ambiance.
"It stings…"