Where is your anger?

Rollo was frozen still, his eyes widening as the scenery in front of him changed like a slideshow. He only realized what was happening when it all stopped. In less than a minute, they had teleported several times. 

The area around them seemed more random than he expected. There was a barricade in front of them and nothing else. Not even one or two guards to keep watch.

"We're here."

Ingrid's voice snapped him out of his daze, but that led to blood draining from his face making him extremely pale. He had already known that she was a Nephilim, but hearing her say it out loud was quite the shock.

"What's wrong?" The dark-haired girl approached him with a look of concern, bringing her face close to his. "Did you get teleportation sickness?"

"I-I-I-" Rollo took a step back, feeling that his heart was about to stop, but the alien girl didn't seem to care, closing the distance between them once more with a smirk on her face.