The realm they found themselves in this time was a harsh desert, the sun scorched them and their feet sunk into the semi-solid ground.
"We should move even faster in this realm, it has been long abandoned by its master, but time here runs much slower than the outside world." Bahamut spoke with urgency.
The two dashed around at full speed, Bahamut forced to exert himself and use his power to stop them causing a sandstorm that would make the creatures they hunted take shelter.
It took them half a day to find all five of the creatures, as the sun was blaring down and having as little effect on Carl as the bitter chill that hung in the air during his chat with Gillian. A fact that had Carl feeling self-conscious, wondering how far he can truly stretch his humanity before he becomes detached from the concept.
Bahamut noted the change in Carl's demeanour, but wanted to get him out of the time of this world as soon as possible so saved the chat until they were out.
