Liam should have grown accustomed to teleports by then, except that the crossing of the darkness was odd in quite a debilitating manner.
For once, the shift in environments wasn't immediate nor complete. Emptiness never hit Liam's perception. He was assaulted by a constant stream of incongruent and chaotic sensations, and his sharp senses only worsened the experience.
The world was thoroughly broken inside that darkness. Smells that no single source could produce reached Liam's nostrils and mouth in a joint shape. Mismatched noises resounded in his ears, following no trend that could be defined as natural.
Distant, nearby, loud, faint, deep, and high-pitched noises resounded in quick succession with no regard for the chronology they should feature.
