Quinn woke up feeling his breath almost run out. He found everything around him to be moving, like he was underwater. A feeling he didn't welcome freely as he immediately got up. With all the liquids dripping out of whatever it was that contained his body. And before this part could progress further, much needs to be explained about the events that came before it.
As soon as Quinn killed the Mythical Beast named Slytherin, the group was transported on top of the Rift. This wasn't the only thing that happened though as the [Chaos Poison] immediately became thinner and thinner. Until it was no more.
Sylph would've been happy about this but she had a lot to worry about. Specifically, twenty humans. All of which were unconscious while most were poisoned.