Arriving at the Dragon Clan!

The swirling vortex of light and energy surrounded Damon, Artemis, and Astralene as they passed through the portal, the Fields of Eternia fading into the distance as the trio teleported.

For a brief moment, Damon felt weightless, as if he were floating between dimensions, untethered from the physical world. The disorienting rush of movement, the sense of being everywhere and nowhere at once, made it difficult to grasp onto reality.

Then, with a sudden lurch, the trio was expelled from the vortex, landing on solid ground at the entrance of the Dragon Clan's territory.

Damon steadied himself, his senses adjusting to the new environment. The sky above was a deep shade of crimson, streaked with golden clouds that glowed with an otherworldly light.

The air was thick with the scent of burning incense and the faint tang of metal. Towering spires of obsidian rose from the ground, their surfaces etched with ancient runes that pulsed with a faint blue light.