One with the Sword
Karsha's eyes flashed when a voice entered his head. Instinctively, he dropped into a lotus posture. His mind was flooded with a profound presence that demanded his full attention.
As his consciousness was drawn into an unknown space, leaving his body behind, he felt no sinister intentions from the presence and surrendered willingly, offering no resistance.
His mind drifted through the emptiness of space for what felt like an eternity until he found himself atop a mountain that extended beyond the clouds.
For a moment, he did nothing, simply standing there and allowing his mind to settle. The experience of having his consciousness pulled through space to an unknown realm left him feeling drowsy and disoriented.
As he regained his composure, Karsha took in his surroundings. The air was crisp and clear, the sky an endless expanse of blue.