“We’re not.” Ellie said, snorting. “Well, we won’t be as long as we get out of here soon… We kinda dodged the floor guardians to get here.”
The light he’d mistaken for sunlight when it was beaming into his face were, it turned out, dancing globules of mana. In the warm, bobbing yellow light, he could see that they were inside a very creepy, dark space. He was sitting not on grass but on a tuft of feathery moss and all around them the walls throbbed with veins of pulsating mana.
What really had him concerned, however, were the enormous pods hanging from the ceiling. They were translucent and blue, with dark purple veins. Like the walls, they were pulsating with power, and now that he was focusing on them he realized they were...occupied. Inside each pod were the painfully familiar shapes
