The pain in Lynch's head was like relentless waves, crashing in wave after wave. Lynch felt as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing on his forehead. His consciousness was gradually blurring, with his clear thoughts being squeezed bit by bit out of his mind. Darkness completely surrounded him.
Ever since he possessed the Eye of Insight, Lynch had not experienced complete darkness for a long time. The loneliness, confusion, and fear once felt in the night gradually crept into his heart. Lynch hugged his body tightly, striving to focus and retain the last shred of rationality.
Suddenly, the darkness was instantly dispelled, and light once again shone on the mage's body. Bathed in warm sunlight, Lynch looked around in astonishment at his surroundings.
White clouds floated in the blue sky, and crystal clear dewdrops hung on the soft grass beneath his feet, with the fragrance of fresh soil wafting in the air.
