CLANK
CREAAK
The gnawing sound was the first he could hear.
It was rabid, slow, almost... deliberate, and in the next moment,
BANNNG!
The sound of heavy pounding of metal rang out, and both of his eyes were immediately forced open.
Looking up there, the first thing that welcomed him was the sight of the gloomy sky, covered in completely dark clouds.
CRAAAACKKKLLLEEE
The sound of red lightning crackling forced him to his feet, almost blowing his eardrums.
His heart pounded furiously, as if trying to escape his ribs.
"Where... am I?"
Everlearn mused as he looked around him, and his face changed.
It was a burial ground.
A burial ground of heaps of metals that stretched from deep underground into the sky.
There were nozzles of weapons shooting up into the air, some unidentifiable metal pieces, and some metals were so bizarre that they actually formed a massive two fingers sticking up from the ground.
Just like half-buried hands, but metallic and gigantic.
"grrrrh,"
