An unknown amount of time passed in the dreamscape. In what seemed like an enormous cavern with a blood-red floor that stretched for kilometers, five figures could be seen lying on the floor without moving.
All of them looked badly bruised and messy as if they had suffered for months or even years with blood stains on various parts of their bodies.
After a few seconds, one of the figures with white hair moved. His body trembled slightly before a low groan was heard.
This person was obviously Ivan who had just woken up.
Ivan felt his entire body screaming in exhaustion as he pushed his body from the ground, his eyes looking around the place in confusion as he reorganized his thoughts.
He felt a terrible headache that made him frown his eyebrows and he touched his head with one of his hands.
"What…happened?"