"So you are a stranger!?" Fuhua leapt to her feet and reached for her sword which usually lay on her side, but when her hand hit her hip a feeling of dread eclipsed her heart and she hugged herself. "What is this?" The woman asked.
"For some reason, a majority of my powers are suppressed here, I wasted a lot of time healing your injuries, woman," Sol sighed and crossed his legs gesturing to her blouse on the ground next to him and then at her hugging herself again.
"Luckily for you, I had some medicine on me, I applied them to your wounds." He lied to her face.
"As if; as soon as I emerged on the other side I was attacked by a sentient storm, then as soon as I got out of that freakshow I ran into the hostile presence of a Primordial Deity so I suppressed my mana, you don't need to know this though." He hummed to himself in thought while a trickle of sweat rolled down his jawline.