The moment the group froze mid-teleportation, they realized they couldn't hear anything.
They were frozen in time.
But Raven could move, and he was talking to the dragon, but only for a minute before the dragon said something, probably that the time was up, and Raven nodded.
The dragon then waved her hand, and they, who were dangling in the dragon's mana stream like decorative ornaments, felt a suction.
The next second—
SPLASH.
All of them landed knee-deep in something that sloshed unpleasantly. Their boots sank into the muck with a noise no self-respecting swamp should make unless it were trying to offend someone.
The smell hit immediately.
"…Why does it smell like we got teleported into an outhouse?" Alex gagged, clutching his nose.
Jessy grimaced, swatting at a cloud of mosquitoes. "Because we did. Limited edition one."
Nibbles squeaked from his shoulder in muffled distress, holding his tail over his face.
