Mountains, rivers, deserts, cities...
In the midst of the Spell Costate was chanting loudly.
The carriage surged straight forward, then plunged into the spaces ahead that distorted the field of vision.
The next second.
A confusing jumble of silhouettes flew swiftly past both sides of the carriage.
With Ronald's exceptional vision, he could clearly discern from these chaotic scenes the different locations the carriage was traversing. The road, squeezed in between the shifting seams of the world, seemed at that moment to connect an endless array of places, and the carriage drove through such locales.
Then, indescribable situations continued to emerge.
Normally, the carriage would inevitably be completely destroyed at some point due to sudden changes in the environment amidst such complex and varied scenes.
Yet what Ronald experienced now was entirely different.
