Unfortunately for Kain and Serena, the relic paid them no further attention once it sent them on their way. Meaning that after casually transporting them to the Eastern Continent, it had barely stabilized the channel enough to ensure they survived.
The result? The experience was horrible.
If teleportation were a rocky ride on a river most of the time, which can make the more sensitive 'seasick', theirs was a storming vortex lined with razors and molten steel that cut at them.
Their stomachs turned inside out. Every nerve screamed as though their bodies were being torn apart molecule by molecule and stitched back together in the wrong order before being torn apart again. The twisting of space left their senses spinning—the smell of ozone, the taste of blood, and the uncanny sensation of crawling insects writhing under their skin. Their minds couldn't tell which way was up or down; it was a storm of color, light, and pain.
