Ruins.
The moment Cain opened his eyes, he felt the familiar cool wind. Staring ahead, the sight of endless grey skies stretching beyond the horizons greeted him. He took in a deep breath. He was back...
He took another deep breath before she noticed something was off. Although the wind was cool and fresh, it also carried a hint of something else.
He had become very accustomed to this scent.
It was blood...
A frown made its way onto his face. He turned to gaze around. The other members of the group that had followed him into the Trial of the First Order stood around him, taking in the world around them as they grew accustomed to their empowered abilities and bodies.
Cain heard a whining voice,
'Master! You forgot me again!'
Cain sighed. He knew he had forgotten something. However, now was not the time to dwell on that.
He stared at the huge bear behind him. He had truly been treating her poorly these days.