The air was heavy with the smell of sulfur and burning flesh. He opened his eyes and looked around to see the same mental mindscape as many times before. But this time the open hills, fields, and various forested areas were covered in fire. The parts of the sky that were visible through the plumes of smoke were painted red.
He could see several bodies and corpses littered throughout the visible range. He took a deep breath then spoke. "What is the point you are trying to make now?" Jace asked as he looked over the golden figure of a Xenar that was standing off to the side.
"That this is your future if you do not start taking this more seriously. The Daemons and Mortellas are coming to the galaxy. You must get stronger." The Xenar pointed out. "You are holding yourself back by working with others. You can get stronger on your own."
