(The Mysterious Floating Island, Leonardo's POV)
*SHINE*
The world exploded into light, and for a moment Leonardo felt as though his body had been scattered into a thousand smaller fragments that he had no control over whatsoever.
*Gasp*
His breath got caught in his chest as gravity slipped away, only for him to find himself standing in a completely different place a few seconds later, as the faint hum of ancient magic buzzed at his feet.
"Huh?"
He blinked, feeling disoriented, until the sight that stretched before him stole the little breath he had left.
Stretching endlessly in every direction lay a stone expanse unlike anything he had ever seen.
The ground beneath him shimmered with a faint luster, carved from a material that looked almost alive, dark and metallic, etched with veins of light that pulsed slowly, as if the island itself was breathing.
