Richard appeared in a strange place.
Moments before, he was in Hall 15, deep within a tomb, and the next, he materialized here.
Looking up, the faint reddish glow in his eyes scanned the surroundings, piercing through the heavy darkness, he could see it was a space that could be called enormous.
Beneath his feet was soft soil, but void of any plants or traces of living creatures. The land stretched out into the distance, ending at edges that resembled walls.
The edges appeared to be constructed of the white boulders commonly seen at the White Stone Tower. But upon closer approach and touch, he discovered they were not made of stone but an unidentifiable material, exceedingly smooth, without any seams—utterly monolithic.
Looking upward along the edges of the "walls," he saw a sky-like ceiling, perhaps thousands or tens of thousands of meters high, with no visible end.
