Sylas watched in silence as Earth forced itself onto a new plane. He was unmoved, but those around him… that was a different matter entirely.
Cassarae and the Duchess both had buckets near them. Almost instantly, they turned over and started to hurl.
This had little to do with morning sickness. The real problem was that if people couldn't handle teleportation on a large scale across even galaxies, how would they react when this effectively happened across an entire plane?
Right about now, the entire of Earth was suffering those effects in real time. Maybe some were handling it better than others, but it could be said that of whatever fighting force Sylas had had, he was probably the only one standing right now.
It certainly didn't help that he had sped things up significantly. Earth wasn't anywhere near ready to be on the Demi-God Plane, and whatever shielding that the World Spirit might have prepared to stop this, well… the short of it was that it certainly wasn't here now.
