When the shouting starts, trying to blame Kaltz for a hole he most definitely did not create, Kaltz barely even considers sticking around and dealing with the outcome. He's no longer trying to hide that he's not a ribika, and so there's a much easier way to deal with this - and that way is to just teleport someplace else entirely.
He blinks back into existence on a sand dune by the ocean. It takes a moment for it to register what he's looking at, what he's hearing. He sort of knows what the ocean is, mostly from having heard the other devils talk about it once or twice. But he'd never been there in life, and never after becoming a devil, either.
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When the shouting starts, trying to blame Kaltz for a hole he most definitely did not create, Kaltz barely even considers sticking around and dealing with the outcome. He's no longer trying to hide that he's not a ribika, and so there's a much easier way to deal with this - and that way is to just teleport someplace else entirely.
He blinks back into existence on a sand dune by the ocean. It takes a moment for it to register what he's looking at, what he's hearing. He sort of knows what the ocean is, mostly from having heard the other devils talk about it once or twice. But he'd never been there in life, and never after becoming a devil, either.
It's so much bigger than he'd thought.