Chapter 1687: No-Name (24)

Hazy and indistinct.

Surreal and floating. 

A world of overflowing golden light spewing out from catastrophic fissures, bleeding across the landscape and transforming the lands as far as the eyes can see into a resplendently, beautifully gorgeous metallic sheen of gold. A liberating feeling ruled by intense combat, flesh met flesh, metal met scales, and two souls clashing unhesitatingly with everything on the line.

A sudden loss. 

It wasn't unsatisfying or undeserved. 

"Hah!!" A deep, greedy inhale resounded as the world returned. Pakhet felt her body lunge upwards slightly as the feeling of being awake, alive, and aware flushed her soul, zapping across her senses, and slowly dawning upon her hazy consciousness. 

Her first sight was a warm, white light from a glowing stone of gentle aura, diffusing a rich, medicinal, yet incredibly flagrant, and floral scent stimulating her senses of touch and smell.