Chapter 692: Rook's Perspective
A brief flash of disorientation and Rook didn’t know where he was.
One moment he was walking to another boring meeting when he got what felt like a bit of luck. He wasn’t used to being so disrespected and seeing the brat alone without the princess around to save him felt like the perfect way to kill some stress and finally get a chance to turn the girl to a better option. He would teleport behind him and then teleport the guy farther into the deeps, with the water hopefully serving the goal of getting him out of his way and failing that, letting the currents do it for him.
It was what he’d intended at least, but what he got was the nearly instantaneous sight of the other man’s arm warping backwards, pressing something into him and leaving him somewhere new and unfamiliar.
Of course, it would have been utterly impossible to call wherever he’d ended up a normal location when he was inside what by all accounts looked like an endless black void, the only things it held being him, a small light, and a sheet of paper.
Both things he instantly ignored in favour of trying to get away. He didn’t know what sort of trap he’d fallen into but he wasn’t a space mage for nothing, it was the skill he trained in the most to ensure he’d always be able to escape a hint of trouble if need be and he instantly put it to the test as he reached out with his mana, trying to feel beyond the confines of his strange prison but coming back with more than nothing.
Not just an unseen wall and not an endless void either, as he stretched out his mana he felt it coming back at him, destroying his sense of scale and giving him no way to judge the size of his confines.
Impossible.
It didn’t make sense which meant there was some trick to it, he just needed to find it. There was no such thing as a room without end and even if he was being suspended in the air he could still propel himself with his power, moving out for what could only have been a few feet before his perspective changed, bringing him back to face the light and the letter once more.
“I’m being teleported,” He finally said, feeling like he’d gotten the trick of it and only growing in his rage for that fact. “That brat thinks he can best me, a ninth-leveled space mage, with some cheap enchantment of my magic! THAT ASSHOLE! How dare he, when I get out of here…”