Once Skyler was done marveling at the power of his spell, he dashed across the barren land devoid of any sign of life that stretched far and wide before him.
His feet would occasionally sink into the shifting sand, but as he channeled his Evol into his legs, they became impossibly light and swift, propelling him forward with an agility that defied the harsh terrain.
Beneath the starless, moonless, dark sky, his sparkling blue eyes were the only ones gleaming as he surveyed the structures in his surroundings that dotted the horizon, ignoring and dodging the many creatures made of Evol lurking within the tomb.
He encountered another wayvern, this one larger than the first, with a greenish hue in its dark, non-solid, flame-like body. Skyler's lips curled upward as he eyed the wyvern, not with fear but with evident thrill.
