"What the hell is that…" Khan mumbled, his eyes still locked onto the hut. The mixture of auras he was feeling was too wild and ridiculous, so much so that he wanted to see if he could pull his brain out from his skull and do a bit of maintenance and cleaning to see if he could get his senses to cooperate.
Because it didn't feel like there was any real world he could possibly be a part of that allowed the chaos he was sensing right now.
From Ape, to Serpentes, and then to such chaos, right back to Ape, and Serpentes, only to land on something vaguely Scorpion—and yet now.
Then there was the poison, the density of it all hanging in the air, but it was also unlike any poison Khan had ever sensed.
