Scram
Ryu looked up. The feeling of the world around him was truly suffocating, but he felt that his body was slowly adjusting.
He remembered that the first time he stepped into the Nether Plane back in Sacrum the Nether Qi acted much like this. Back then he had been much weaker, so the effects were far more exaggerated. There was a great suppression that most faced in this world, especially when they didn't use Nether Qi themselves.
Their arrival caught some attention immediately. It was impossible for this not to be the case. Lu'card wasn't the type of existence that could be hidden, especially when he didn't want to be hidden in the first place.
He stood tall and proud, his shimmering silver scales being practically the only light in the dreary atmosphere.
There wasn't a single Demon present that didn't look over with lightning-like gazes, their shock plainly measurable on their faces.