Collecting my bearings in that place was like fishing a clear marble out of a canteen full of water. My thoughts were cloudy. My brain ached. Breathing the air burned my lungs. I could hear Arina in the distance, rallying the other Astral Ward who were pulled into this mysterious realm. As I navigated the unfamiliarity of that threatening space, I was assaulted by a booming voice. Before long, I stood before an enormous, vile monster. He circled me for a short while, clearly playing with his presumed food. He was curious about my arrival, noting that I had "traveled from Tyria" to get to...wherever this place is. As the great beast danced around me, clearly unafraid, another voice prickled my ears. She called the thick-winged demon "Cerus." I am not especially fond of this Cerus. I don't like to trust mysterious voices of unknown origin—especially after the events in Gyala Delve—but when this one urged me to run, I decided to follow the suggestion. I know when to admit defeat. Dying in that bloodied hall by Cerus's hands and...meat wings...was not an option. I ducked behind rubble and debris to escape my pursuer, but before I could ponder my impending death, somehow a comms call broke through the haze and chaos. It sounded like Taimi, but I couldn't quite tell. Then, another portal opened just ahead of me, and I dove right through it to escape that tragic hellhole.