13th Rakshasa Guard (2)

The blood flew and entered the Saintess' forehead before she could even comprehend what had happened. 

It moved swiftly, entering instantaneously, making it seem as though nothing had occurred. 

However, something significant had indeed taken place, for the Saintess was suddenly teleported away, appearing in a place bathed in red light.

It was as if everything there was crafted from the color red. The only non-red entity in that space was Saintess Neomi, who turned back and forth, trying to make sense of her surroundings.

"Where am I?" she asked, but no answer came.

She hovered in the air, looking around more intently, yet still receiving no response despite knowing something had brought her there. 

"How did I get here?" she wondered, but again, there was no reply. 

She chose to remain silent and focus on understanding the space she was in. Perhaps that would help her if she concentrated. At least, that was what she decided to believe.