The boundless sea stretched to meet the sky in a single line, clear and azure. In the afternoon, golden sunlight shone brilliantly, scattering rippling flecks of light across the water.
The sound of the tide was soothing and rhythmic. Together with the occasional cries of seagulls, it filled Angel with a sense of peace.
This was a stretch of land by the sea, a beach of pale white sand.
Toby was currently sprawled across the soft sand, sleeping soundly without the slightest regard for appearances.
Angel could not help sighing inwardly. Worried about Toby's condition, he had entered its dream. He was now within Toby's dreamscape.
Yet Toby had fallen into a drunken stupor in reality, and it was somehow still snoring away in its dream.
Because Angel had entered the dream with Toby as his anchor, he could not wander about freely and could only observe the surrounding area.
But as far as this dream was concerned, Angel felt greatly relieved.
It was far better than the last time he had entered Toby's dream, when thick, murky negative energy had entangled him. Though Angel could not observe elsewhere, the sunlight, beach, sea, and surging waves before him alone made him feel waves of calm serenity.
Toby's dream had changed. It seemed it had temporarily escaped the shadow of the Extreme Grudge Tribulation.
Moreover, Toby dared to sleep so carefreely on its back in the middle of the beach, which also meant it trusted the safety of its surroundings.
Since Toby had been sleeping the entire time, Angel observed for a while before preparing to return to reality. However, just as he was about to leave, a faint rustling sound reached his ears.
The first thing to enter his sight was a pair of bare, jade-like feet with clearly defined