The moment Kaito's teleportation ended, he stumbled forward, his boots sinking into the scorching golden sand. A fierce gust of wind blew against his face, carrying grains of sand that stung his skin. The sun blazed overhead, merciless and unrelenting, casting long, wavering shadows across the endless dunes. He had no idea where he was, but it was clear that his Phantom Teleport had malfunctioned.
He took a deep breath, activating Sensory Destroyer for a brief moment to scan the surroundings. No immediate threats. His mana reserves were steady, but this desert could drain his energy quickly if he didn’t find shelter. Thank god he had his bag with him—inside were potions, supplies, and everything he needed to survive for a while.