Lind looked up to find that he was now in a rather humble study. He had no recollection of arriving and only shook his head at the low fire flickering in the cracked stone hearth. The wood beams were a bit rough but sturdy as the thatched roof let the smoke out as much as the chimney!
The decent furniture was a contrast to the structure but that had always been easier to procure or make compared to a full home.
Had he come to another trial? He doubted it.
He stood up and brushed off some dust from his shoulders only to freeze. His hand was callused and very tanned. His muscles were far more pronounced and his woolen vest and simple cloth pants answered his question.
He was in a trial.
He likely had transitioned the instant he finished consuming his last prize.
He was confused though. The previous trial was about how many he could save and gain further knowledge but he was most definitely not himself again and a mortal.
